Looking down he scuffed his foot against the ground beneath him, looking to see what kind of mark would be made. When nothing seemed to stir he knelt down and touched it with his fingers. "What is this? Hardened pitch?" He mumbled to himself, not expecting her to answer.
From his stooped position he looked at the offered phone. "Just how do I do that, exactly?" Without taking his eyes off of the gadget he gently hoisted the horse's foot up, to see if he had managed to leave an impression with his heavier weight. Only when it was up did Cullen take his eyes off of her. "Ssshit." He drew out the curse. There wouldn't be any tracking anyone on this road.