The buffalo ran off, and he and July raced after them for a while to get a better look. He walked over and kicked at their feet for a while until they began to stir. He had never been an advocate of walking, and coming up the trail horseback had given him even less affection for it. Seems like all you do is hang out the window watching for travelers.
The rooster flapped a few times but she shook him and he quieted down. His pride at having been given such an important errand began to fade. They all looked at the track for a moment. Gus had become her only concern.
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