Maree considered going after Leanna, then thought against it. She was now in the tent with only one other person, Secret, who was sitting on the ground, bottle of water in hand, and a pleasant ex[injection]pression on her face.
Flipping her hat quickly in a movement she'd done many times, Dragonfly, who was perched on the top of the hat, fell inside.
Holding the top hat under her arm, she strode over to the tent wall, and traced her fingers over the faded threads, smiling fondly. It looked just like she remembered it, only a little more faded, and a little more worn. She remembered the day she joined, a little faerie with Dragonfly I in her arms. She'd been caught staling the elephant's peanuts, and when they discovered her talent with cats, to her surprise they'd offered her a job!
She remembered the colour and the beauty, and thought bitterly how it was now. Barely anybody came anymore. It was as if the magic was being squeezed out of them, as technology was getting better.
"Secrets," she said suddenly, popping out from the memories like bursting out from a pool,"Why did you join the circus?"

Leanna heard the cracks of fire above the tent. Le Cirques Des Reves was about to begin. She had to rush now, because her act one before most of the other performers acts. She would have to run, and she hated to do this, because the magic she used to get ready was hard to sustain whenever you weren't concentrating on it. She really didn't want her pants to fall down like that ogre from a few years ago.

She figured word of her crying had made it basically to everyone in the circus now. Word traveled quickly elsewhere, but here especially it was like a burning wildfire. Hopefully word that the lion's tail would get around soon as well. Not many people here but her knew how to use healing magic, and the only other people who did know probably didn't care whether Maree got eaten or not. Leanna definitely cared. Although no one but her knew this, she cared about every aspect and person of the circus, and seeing any bit of it hurt or destroyed torn at her heart. That is why it was so hard not to cry. When everything makes you upset, you cry a lot. She knew she didn't have any friends, but she didn't really care. She had magic, and she could help out in the circus as long as she was unnoticed, because she got nervous when people watched her. She really didn't want people to notice her. Sure, it would be great to have friends, maybe even a boyfriend, but she would most likely draw unwanted attention to herself if she was noticed. There was one person who she particularly liked, but he would never know because she would never get up the courage to talk to him. Ever.

She heard the "fireworks" getting more noisy and raucous, meaning that the circus was about to begin. She finished her last dab of makeup to hide the scar on her face, then rushed out of her changing room, ready for anything this performance had in store for her. Everyone now thought her act was just a bunch of cheap tricks, but she still tried to make it as unbelievable as possible, for her own sanity. She could never stop believing in magic. Not like those poor unicorns.

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Cheshire smiled and looked at the "fireworks" that were dancing above the tent. He had been asked too many questions by people and he simply couldn't answer then all. People still came here, even though the times changesd. People could believe that this was real, but that was mainly little kids. Adults seemed to think it was all fake. Unicorns went real. Well, they were and these people didn't get it. He sat on too of the gate and sat with his legs crossed. He didn't really like the hustle and bustle of the rest of the circus. He let out a sigh, turning his dual colored eyes to the ground.

"Dang!" Maree muttered under her breath, looking up. She was late. obviously the messenger had forgotten to tell her that she had to get ready. Oh, wait. They didn't have a messenger anymore. The had cell phones. Oops. Maree thought of her phone, which she had gotten frustrated at, and thrown it against the ground, breaking it.
Rushing across the campgrounds, Maree entered the tent where the lions were kept. Instead of individual or or a single large cage, the tent had a special gazebo type of thing, made of chain mail surrounding the area of the tent where Maree and her lions preformed, to protect the people from getting hurt (which wouldn't happen anyway, but just in case)
Inside the tent, six lions were kept, four males and three females. Two of the males and one of the females were very old, with bits of grey in their fur. But they were often the favourites, as although they moved slower, they seemed wiser, and their roars were stronger.
Maree's eyes swept over them then she sighed in relief. They were all groomed, and Georgico (who happened to be one of the young lions) and Nala (also a younger lion) had their special bridle-like leashes on. Leading them with a click of her tongue, she headed to the gates, where they would greet the visitors, and blew kisses to the remaining lions. "I'll be back," she murmured, exiting the tent, and locking the lions' chain mail net closed.
Arriving at the front gates, maree smiled at everyone who passed. Nala and Georgico shook a paw with anyone who stopped to look at them.
Maree eyed two teens entering the park, being pushed along by a genuinely interested-looking mother. The two boys stopped in front of the lions, and stared at them, until one whispered to another, "sooo animatronic."
Maree's eyes widened in surprise, then rage. Deciding to have a little fun, she leaned close to Georgico, so her mouth brushed his fluffy ear, and whispered, "C'mon Georgico, roar for me."
Georgico, happy to obey his master, opened his wide aw an let out a fearsome roar the echoed through the whole park. The boys, close enough to smell Georgico's breath, gagged at the smell of rotting meat, and quickly walked away, looking scared. Maree looked at their pants as they left, which wear sagging so low the she could easily see each of their underwear. "What a strange generation," Maree muttered, shaking her head.
Maree looked at her pocket-watch, which was easily over a hundred years old, and stuffed it back in her pocket. She was not yet wearing her catsuit, so she was wearing jeans, which she had taken a liking to since they began being made, and a ruffle-collared shirt. Her act would start  in 10 minutes.

"How's it going here?" A voice came from behind Maree, who was waving at a small group of old ladies who were passing by, who were looking fearfully at the lions, and scuttling across the grass with their walkers as fast as they could go. Maree turned, and saw Joey, who was looking at the lions with an interested but slightly sorrowful ex[injection]pression on her face. "I think I might have found some dinner candidates." She said with a smile.
"Oh yes, I met a few earlier," grinning, Maree scratched Nala under the chin. If the massive sweetheart could have purred, she would have at that moment, with a look of contentment across her face. "They thought my pretty kittens were fake, and they wore their pants in a most ludicrous fashion." Maree began talking again, but was distracted when a giant tongue came rolling across her hair, scratching her scalp with it's sharp barbs. "Oh stop it!" Maree laughed, swatting Georgico, who was holding Maree with a paw around her waist and was 'grooming' her. she turned back to Joey. "It puts the cats in such a good mood when lots of people are around, especially children." As if on cue, a little girl passed with her father, jumping up and down at the sight of the lions. The father looked worried, but Maree called out, "Don't worry sir, they are very well trained, and won't bite." This line worked with most parents, but not the overprotective ones.

He stood here, a bit amxious about talking to the Boss, as he so refered to the man. He didnt seem all that happy, hasnt been in a while. He smoothed out his vest and shirt, even though they were perfect. He even tried to get his hair to stay where it should, but that didnt happen. Cheshire nodded to the man once the tent flap swooshed open. He removed his top hat and gave the man a small bow before returning upright. 

((Just to clarify- how many tents are there? Just one, or is it a walk-around circus with tons of tents? o.0))

((Okay, so my post is slightly changed- Maree went to the lions cages, got Georgico and Nala (oh yes I totally named her on purpose), and then went to the main tent to greet people coming to see your character's first act. The main tent does have the chain mail net, but right now it's rolled up in the ceiling.))

((Why would the main tent have chain mail? Its just a normal tent...

((For when the lions preform, to 'protect' the people watching in the stands. It's only up when big cats are performing.))

(I...will reply whenever I find the time. x-x

((Bump?))

(( I think Serenity needs to do her act, and then we can get on with it. I'll post once she gets that up. ))