"Ha, you were a prisoner? You have the face of a school boy." Donna laughed slightly.

When Jack returned, her small smile was immediately turned into a frown, "What the fuck do you think you're trying to do?"
Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the horse trying to gallop towards the front door. "I'm willing to leave her behind." She stood and strides towards the front door with her crossbow in hand, she aimed towards the horse's legs. "Bullseye," Donna shot directly at the horses left knee. It was horrible to hurt animals, but if that girl owned it, she had no choice.