Waking after my long rest after my evening with RingMaster I lay in bed looking at the tent ceiling.

Hearing a weird sound outside the tent I figured it had to be Marven the Martian coming to practice. Tiredly I get up and walk to my dresser to put on something suitable so Marven won't mess with my aching breasts, I slip on a white tunic and a long red scarf around my waist.

Finished with dressing I run a brush through my long blonde tresses and wait for the ever impressionable Marven to come in and start practice.