And it seemed, while in the air, she saw a long, snaky, whipping loop of rope shoot out and close just where Sage King's legs had been.
She screamed.

The horse broke and ran.

Lucy, righting herself, looked back to see Joel Creech holding a limp lasso.

He had tried to rope the King.
The blood of her father was aroused in Lucy.

She thought of the horse--not herself.