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[center][h1][color=99CC00]Matthew Madigan[/color][/h1]
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[I]Location: Warehouse
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Matthew looked into the car, grabbing his own carrier and sticking a finger into one of the small holes. [Color=99CC00]"Hey buddy, how're you feeling about all this huh? Hopefully all these new scents and sounds aren't going to be too overwhelming."[/color] Carroll nuzzled against his finger, purring as if he didn't have a care in the world. Matthew opened up the carrier and snapped his fingers above his shoulder, allowing Carroll to run along his arm and up his shoulder, nuzzling against his neck until he finally curled around it and laid down. One of the best things to come from Colbys friendship was his aptitude to train cats to listen and do things Matthew had never thought they could do. If they were going to continue this venture then he wouldn't want for Carroll to be trapped in a carrier the whole way.

[Color=99CC00]"Best thing you've ever taught him. Honestly it should make this whole ordeal a lot easier."[/color] Matthew sighed as he leaned against the door of the car, teetering back and forth fort a moment as he scratched his cats head. [Color=99CC00]"What a mess this all is. Do you think it'll be like this all the time now? Chased by a dragon and constantly escaping death? Or will we be able to slow down and have a cuppa with some lovely sweets to eat?">/color] His eyes didn't meet Colbys gaze. Not wanting to have him see the worry in his eyes while simultaneously wishing Colby would gently lift his chin to have them meet eyes. But he wasn't the type, not usually.