"Haha! Oh yeah!" Whirlwind materialised by Jacques' side, slipping out from under Forestfire and draping a foreleg across his withers in an instant. Handy blinked. Bastard was fast when he wanted to be. "Oh yeah! The mare who had robbed me!" He leaned oh so slightly nearer to Jacques and whispered out of the corner of his mouth, just loud enough for the other two in their little bandit bundle of four to hear, "and nothing else." Thorax snorted. Forestfire's eyes narrowed dangerously, her mouth slightly open as if she wanted to say something more as she slowly advanced upon Whirlwind again.