“now that is an impressive feat.” Jay said as she looked over Rosie. Reaching up she smoothed the blue fur along her cheek in a subconscious gesture. Any one that had been watching her for some time would know she did it when she was a bit nerves. Then her nose caught the familer smell of the Ghost sent. Turning she looked at where it was coming from and recognized the young faun that stood there. But she like all the others could not recall his name. she had been journaling about him for some time. The only thing she ever recalled was his scent.

She nodded absentmindedly when Meili asked her if he should go get the ringmaster. Not that he really needed her to tell him it was more of a kindness telling her where he was going. “well Rosie looked like its just me and you for a few moments. Though I expect that they will be back rather quickly. Lady Adira has a second sense about people coming in and all.” Standing on her toes she stretched reaching for the sky. The tight body suit sparkled in the light of the tent accentuated her slim form and beauty. She had chosen the pale red and purple body suit just for that reason. The rhinestones tracing her body’s form.

It seemed like seconds later when the ringmaster and meili returned to the tent fallowed by Asha, Rie Midori and of course Euriphuim. Jay smiled watching the black panther flop for attention at the feet of the faun. If not him it might have been her that Euriphuim asked the belly rubs from. But then she had been around Walt recently and his sent was not one that Euriphuim seemed to like. “good evening Lady Adira. I hope your slept well this day?” formality dealt with Jay did a few tumbles so that she was not between lady Adira and Miss Rosie. Why she called herself Rosie and not Lavender Jay could not understand.

Shee watched the twins enter the breakfast tent, his nose raised ever so slightly to catch the personal sent of each of them. he would never tell them this but he usually could tell them apart if he was close enough. But when they traveled in the pack and were so close together it was hard to tell. “Hello Nihssa, Narissa and how was your practice?” lounging on one of the benches in the tent he stretched like a cat showing off his muscles. The shorts he wore were lose and nothing like his loin cloth and fur vest he wore for his act. His tail twitched from the hole cut in the shorts in a slow relaxed moment.