One horse and caravan please!

The quartermaster was yelling obscenely at a subordinate, before turning.

"What?!"

"I need a horse and caravan."

"Don't be stupid woman! We're evac..." He finally spotted Minerva's pips and ground to a halt.

"I realise that this is probably the most awkward time to make demands, but I am travelling east across the plain and I need a caravan and a horse. Also provisions for two."

"I, er..."

"I am under orders from the Matriarch. Don't make me invoke..." The quartermaster had turned away.

"You!" He screamed. "Caravan and a horse!" He grabbed another. "Provisions for two, now! Move it!"