Rex, Fly and Pablo knew exactly what to do and went to join the fray. Fernando saddled a mare for Joss and she rode out to greet them. She saw Buck first thing, and went straight to him telling herself that he was the overseer of the ranch, and in charge of the incoming herd, he was the man to talk to, not that she had missed his company. The strength of her logic made her ride to him, but her irregular breathing made her a little nervous. As she closed in on him she noticed he wasn’t alone on his horse, and there was a rider-less horse tethered behind him. Joss didn’t know the hurt man Buck was keeping from falling off the back of his horse, but she recognized the gray look of incredible pain on half the man’s face. The other half was blackened and ragged. “Several broken ribs, broken ankle, lacerations, mildly concussed, probably in shock, too,” Buck said in way of greeting. Joss patted the back of the man’s hand. “Hey, you made it back, it’s all smooth sailing from here,”
