After the RMC cleared the city, they slowed down to a simple gallop. The rushing exit was just for show. Trying to keep at that pace for their entire journey would kill the horses.. Except for Thoth.
It was amusing to some of the troops that Skye had the largest horse out of everyone, and they joked about it openly. Apparently, being given crap was a sign of acceptance, or so Arthur Tanner had told her. He dropped back from his pace amongst his platoon to chat with her a moment.
Handing her a few papers, Arthur told her that it was a list of her platoon's traits and capabilities. She would be in charge of thirty-four people, including herself. Skye sighed deeply as she looked at the lists and instructions that Tidas had written out for her.
