While on his horse, Alexander took out his book and quill, and began to write silently to himself. It was a bit scraggly, but he could manage. He seemed to become lost in his writing as he scribbled away, noting about the different tree's, plants, and things of such nature around him. SUddenly, however, his horse had made a large move, which sent him nearly flying off to his side and onto the grass. "C-Crap!" He only had time to blurt out that much before he hit the grass, straight on his rear.