Fia locked up her cart as tight as she could and closed all the curtains. She would play the 'sleeping' card for as long as she could. Everything was taken care of her space. She had anything and everything that was connected to nonhumans put away from prying eyes. She had also taken care of the smell of death that had been in her cart with her body change. Incense burned covering up anything else that could be picked up with smell. Honestly her incense could turn away any dog or werewolf with their smell. She changed her robes to a more casual look. The dark colors contrasted the patches of golds and greens to give more interest to her attire. Putting on her headdress Fia sat in her chair and closed her eyes. Her job wasn't to socialize with the hunters or the others. It was to make sure that she saw everything before it happened. So far their had been two deaths and now two hunters had arrived. The question remained now. Who would find the culprit first? The circus members or the hunters? The answer to the question could determine the fate of the circus, the fate of her new home.