It was a quiet day, taking a stroll through the town. You didn't have much in mind, just enjoying the scenery and atmosphere around. Most of the townsfolk were off at a big horse derby, so there was almost no one around. It was peaceful.

Until you heard a commotion up the hill, by the towns barns. The sound of horses sounding spooked and the yell of a man. You quickly ran up the hill to see what was happening.

And thats when you saw him. Leon, the towns cowboy. He was well known around these parts for his skills in breaking horses, his famous barrel racing and his kind heart that was bigger than the moon. And he looked real hurt.