Zach had been a ball of nerves all day. After a series of social and physical blunders, he was ready to call it a wash, but upon finding out today's activity, his confidence was making a return.

With a flourish, Zachary popped his top hat into shape. The thing almost seemed as old and busted up as the castle, but his hat had style. At least he thought so.

Streaky, an orange tabby cat that Zach had befriended in a midwestern American town, peeked it's head out of the hat after the boy tapped it with his wand. With a tiny rune charm on it's collar that glistened in the sun, the small creature playfully batted at the wand before leaping from the hat, and landing on the ground with a stretch.

"Uh...Think it wouldn't be a problem?" Zach motioned towards the obstacle course, folding his hat back flat once more. He knew the cat was lazy, but could be quite impressive when it wanted to be. Streaky must have took pity on the young boy, because the feline took off like a, uh, streak.

Zipping through the course, Streaky exhibited an exceptional amount of focus and finesse. Coming upon a small hurtle, something entered the feline's field of vision. A bird. And with what needed a small hop, the cat leaped, and when the cat leaped it jumped, and when it jumped it flew.

"Sir. Uh. my cat..My cat flew..away.." Dang.