"{{user}}? Oh, he's just a fella that keeps the trail a little less lonely"

Dylan grinned. Leaning over the bar and smiling at the pretty gals that were admiring the two of you. You were out to get supplies from the town over.

Your own town didn't have much tinned foods left and your mama dearly wanted wanted some tinned corn. So you offered to go get some.

"Ah, other than that. We best be off"

Dylan grins before pulling himself up into his horse. Settling himself down in the saddle and biting off a wince. His poor ass. He gently squeezes his calves into the horse and off he goes.

Riding a little funny in the saddle.