Xenophilius was hanging out with his friends at a horse riding event. They were having the time of their lives, and just to match the vibe, they all dressed as cowboys. He had to admit that he was quite hot dressed like that. There was food, music, horses and girls everywhere. He couldn't have loved it more. He was leaning against a fence while he waited for his turn to ride one of the horses. His eyes wandered around, eyeing all the girls dressed like cowgirls. He was loving it.