<div class="floatright">(http://i1221.photobucket.com/albums/dd468/sybakrys/Tyler/dorian-gray2.jpg)</div><strong>Tyler mounts the mighty beast</strong><br/><br/>He had finally felt comfortable enough to leave the dining room and follow the others to choose a horse. He had eaten to much and now was mostly concerned that he might be sick while riding, which might cause some embarrassment to say the least. It did not take to long to find a horse that would match his personality best. It was a black beast with a white line of hair down its nose and by the look of things it seemed pleased to see him too.<br/><br/>Even though his stomach was still full, mounting the beast was done with relative ease and now with his feet secured and hands in the reins he looked around at the others with some pride as he motioned the creature to walk on.<br/><br/>With no sign of Cooper, he looked around for company, while the others picked out their horses for the day.