“It”
“Look lively, girl, just this last hill to climb”
I pull firmly on the rope round her neck, I don’t like to use the whip, though will if I have to.
“Once we’re over the top, it’s all downhill to the town. We’ll stop at the spring-line for the night, good fresh water and some trees for shade."
She picked up the pace a bit, though I knew she was struggling under the load. I had my goods to sell on her back, I’m a woodsman you see, live in the forest...
"it"