Seeing Flynn trying to tame the beast in the water, William takes a different approach. Using some of the leftover leaves he makes a makeshift bucket. He goes to Flynn and fills the bucket. "Watch this" With swift steps in the sand he runs back to his sleeping beast. He jumps in the saddle, and makes him comfortable. "Here we go!" He pours all the water on the animal and it suddenly springs into life. With a wild roar it starts jumping around. William tightly holds and pulls the lashes. The beast suddenly stop, and whilst still very anxious, stays still. With another pull it starts to go in rounds, until Williams stops it. "See Flynn? This is how a real Texan does riding!" With that he kicks the side of the animal and runs off towards teh other side of the beach, leaving many small footsteps in the sand. 

Williams holds onto the saddle and gallops towards the other side of the beach. The stone wall is quckly approaching, and the beast is running faster than Williams expected. He pulls the lashes gently and the animal slows down. "Calm down buddy." He looks towards Flynn with a proud look, to find his companion still trying to control thze beast. With small snickers he turns his ride back towards the others. "I will call you Thunder buddy. Is that OK with you?" Williams slightly pats the animals side, and it lets out a happy squeek. "I think that's a yes." With that he slowly rides Thunder back to Flynn.