The Captain cupped his hands, giving her a boost up onto the big warhorse.

The big warhorse neighed softly at her approach.

The big warhorse pounded straight ahead, gathering speed.

A man on one of the big warhorses suddenly galloped out of the smoke.

The big warhorse only shuffled softly and continued grazing, unconcerned with this new sort of partnership his master was building.

He made straight for the big warhorse, mounted, said something to Will, and started along the street.

Laying the reins over, Kahlan pulled her big warhorse around in a tight circle.

She no longer rode a big warhorse.

One balmy dawn, a pair of men rode big warhorses along the Forest Road.

A man in green livery led a big warhorse still lathered in sweat.