Shun walked easily behind him.
Bavmorda had untied the rope, and was now tightly holding it in her hand.
Shun put his head down and snorted, the second they lead him out of the pasture, it was like a time bomb was set off. He had saved all his energy and now used a lot of it to throw all his weight forward.
The rope was pulled out of Bavmorda`s hand, and she now held her hand tightly, leaning her head down, and biting her bottom lip. When the rope had been pulled from her hand, it left a bad rope burn across the palm of her hand.