Harry shrugged, putting the carrier down on the ground. He squatted in front of the crate's opening, and pulled the door open. He grabbed Dusty and dragged him out. He held Dusty to his chest. "It's okay, buddy." He crooned into the small cat's ear. Harry did the same as Victoria, looking around for his friends and the girls that were supposed to be here. He spotted one and smiled at her, "Hey, I'm Harry. What's your name?" He asked, his smile never leaving his lips.
Dusty looked at Toby with utter curiosity.





