The attendant didn’t even open completely the door that Amanda try to ram him with all her strength, in the hope to create an escape route, when he nimbly dodge the charging mare and twirl a lasso.
“Brace yourself boys, this is a feisty one! The first to catch her shall have the first drink on me tonight!”
Amanda seeks frantically an exit amid the group of four attendants when the men begin to herd her farthest from the way out with expertise, even if she seemed brave you can smell the acrid tang of fear every time a lasso brush her neck or a man reach for the mane.
They were able after a brief struggle to corner Amanda, and your friend recognized the danger a bit too late since only when her rump bumped against the wall she recognized the pincer trap, too busy to dodge and keep tabs on the attendants.
The first lasso slip around her neck flawlessly, aided by the limited mobility of the mare, and the second and third bind her only after moments, hindering Amanda’s attempts to free herself.
“Well that was it. Keep it steady boys, the mare between the transformation and the chase is probably running on fumes, soon the adrenaline will not be able to keep up” Already your lover show signs of exhaustion as her struggles weaken more and more, until one of the boys snatch Amanda’s mane and set an halter on her panting muzzle.
Meanwhile Claire wasn’t still since she choose the perfect moment to enact her escape plan, in the exact moment the leader bound Amanda with the lasso she begin to gallop toward the only exit, toward freedom.
The attendants just captured the other mare so there is only a nervous looking teenager barring the path, probably the one they called newbie before, your best chance is before you as you hope for the best.