Stepping from the trees the tiger stalked the area nearby before returning to the hand of its handler. Shee smiled as he looked out upon no man’s land before looking back at his sister as she too stepped from the trees. “Well sister dear it looks like your tent has gained another peeping Tom, or..” He raised his nose and took a deep sniff of the air. “a Thomasine, if the sent is correct.” Jay raised her nose to the air to take in the scent as well. Old stale cigars and unwashed cabby were the first scents that assailed her nose. Then she caught the light sent of a female below those foul odors.

“It smells like you are right brother dear.” Her ears twitched as she caught the sound of the tent being raised and lowered as the person slipped under the tent. “It will be nice to have some one new in the tents, but sadly it is a female again. We seem to have to many of them.” Shee laughed as his sister looked at him expectantly.

“oh no sister of mine, you are not going to bat your eyelashes at me and get me over there.” He smiled down at his sister as she did just that. Leaning forward he kissed her forehead and stretched. He would have to get back soon to his tent. Someone would notices Walt missing from his cage and Shee not being anywhere around. “be safe with those young men. It’s always the sweet ones you can’t trust.” Reaching out he scratched behind Walt’s ears before turning towards his home tent.

Jay watched her brother sprint acrossed the grass to the edge of the Dark Circus. She loved to watch the muscles move under his skin. If only she could find a man that was not related to her that looked like that when running. Shaking her head she dropped to all fours and crossed the ground in a loping run. The lady would not be that far into the tent when she got there so she would let the others know. Hopefully it was not another press reporter trying to get a scoop.

Walking into the main tent she took in the scents and sounds of the big top. She liked it here, no one attacking you for that slight layer of fur along her skin that made her look like she was a bit cold. No one asking her how she kept her spots lined up in her hair. Stretching she flipped over her back to sit on her head. Might as well run through her routine while waiting for the others.

Shee flopped down in the mix of hay and dust as Walt flopped down acrossed him in the cage. He liked the animals here but he always felt odd when he left his sister at the edge of the circus. Maybe one day she would get this out of her system and they could move on from here. But until that day he was bound to be found in his beasts cages napping or cuddling them.