Brendon nodded in agreement, only. "Wait, cat? There wasn't a cat in my picture. Where did you go through?" This could be bad. If there was more than one booby-trapped picture in the castle, it could have disastrous consequences. Brendon chewed at his bottom lip, running through the crisis checklist in his head. The process was getting more streamlined these days.
Still, Brendon patted down his pockets, reaching for the last place he'd shoved his wand before setting off on his walk. Better to see the majestic creature go free, never mind how much he wanted to ride it. Except it wasn't there. Brendon gulped. "I. I don't have my wand."