Darren smiles back, "Cool." Epona whinnies happily, glad to have more company. Smoothly Darren picks up his western saddle and blanket and secures it on her strong chestnut brown back. The bridle, Epona easily accepts it into her mouth and recieves a handful of oats for it. As normal Darren decides not to wear a helmet, though he should really. He clips it onto the side of his saddle and mounts, turning to Quinn and waiting.