KADE
He nudged his heels into Vanta's side, and his prized stallion trotted along behind Vince as he approached the pack of dogs.
"Home," Vincent commanded with a flick of his hand, and the dogs fled, speeding back in the direction they came.
"How do you know they'll go back to the manor?" Nine asked, knowing better than to speak out of turn.
Vince scowled. "They're well trained. Unlike you."
Nine shifted, and Kade rolled his eyes. Gripping his saddle horn, Vince planted his boot in the stirrup and lifted himself onto Tariq's back without a struggle. Clicking his tongue, he pulled on Tariq's reins harder than Kade did, and Tariq veered with a bounce, moving the way Vince wordlessly commanded.