A young, broad shouldered man walked down the street and turned around the corner. A bag of groceries in one hand, he was walking home to care for his mother and younger brother when he heard voices coming from the inside of a small but colourful tent. He paused for a moment until he got too curious to resist and stepped inside the tent.

[Color=AntiqueWhite]"Sorry for interruptin, but I just couldn't help but notice a small commotion goin on here.[/color] He spoke with a slightly southern accent. His dark brown eyes scanned the room calmly, but he couldn't hide his surprise when he laid eyes on a [i]floating[/i] cat. Not to mention it's unnatural fur color. Had he dreampt this? Possibly so.