"You fools!" the reverend shouted. "Now your souls will never know salvation. You will be consumed by the fires of Hell! Begone foul, cursed beasts!"
Prudence scrambled up onto her hooves and snatched little Wendell in her arms. "What did you do that for?" Wendell asked.
"I know where we have to go," she said. She galloped through the church doors and the turned back towards town. She only hoped they could make it in time.