"Nooo." Mavis groaned sleepily, the warmth radiating from her husband only encouraged the dregs of slumber to pull her back under. Though her skin flushed as his lips sweetly sought her neck and his kiss tickled her flesh. With a soft smile she snuggled into him enjoying the brief moment of languidly that the mornings held. Soon it'd be more hustle and bustle as the troops enclosed on their newest spot. 

Her eyes fluttered open as she turned to her husband, admiring his softness in this moment. "Surely it's not morning already?" Mavis pouted, ignoring the sunlight trailing inside their window. The night never lasted long enough though the thought of arriving in a new town always did set her heart aflame. Even after all these years; Mavis still never lost her passion for the circus. She had come so far since she was a girl, though she felt she owed most of her success to her husband.