The young snake girl peered around the small tent that she called home, the cirque crew had learned long ago that the female really needs her space, and then she would do what she was told. As long as she was respected, she would respect. And obey.
Turning to her right, she glided over to the four cages placed upon the ground. She opened the cage door unhinging with a light swing, a long white snake slithers out of the cage and wraps around her arm, sliding up her shoulder and hooking on, the snake's beautiful snow-white face rests close to the girl's ear.
Sister closed her eyes, leaning her head slightly closer to Adalynne, "Sister..." Adalynne hisses.
"Yes, Adalynne?" Sister replied, in the same language.
"I sense danger. Darrel does not have pure intentions, I see the way he walks... Adalynne bares her teeth, giving an angry release of venom through her teeth, He is narrow in his ways...
"He does not have others in mind with his plans." Both Adalynne and Sister spoke together in harmony.
So you understand, Sister... You understand what must happen... Adalynne slid backwards and over to her other shoulder, her flawless white body sank into a comforting spot on Sister's shoulder.
The freaks will rebel, with your help or not... This place has become dark... You have seen what they do before...The Ring Leader will do it again... You must fight back. For your life.
"But, Adalynne... Is it right to kill this man? Can't we drive him off his throne and simply shun him?" Sister's eyes fall on the ground below her, taking in the bright colors of the blanket she had woven on her fourteenth birthday with materials she had bought from a local merchant who sold things outside of the Circus.
The Daring is like a disease, Sister... He will continue to plaque everyone he meets, in every thing he does...And, like a disease in any body, it must be purged..
Sister nodded, the metaphor rang in her mind, as she pictured Darrel being the disgusting disease, plaguing all the workers making up one large body... Shaking off the thought, she prayed for a distraction.
The conversation is interrupted by a scream, a familiar roar Sister heard many times... Kainito...
The girl stood up, Adalynne resting on her shoulder, and she began to walk over to the cages.
You continue to visit the one that smells of flesh...Why, Sister? Adalynne spat with a bit of disgust.
"I think he is interesting. He is different. Like me... I think I can try to talk to him this time... Maybe..."
You try and try, is it any use?
"I believe it is..." Sister became quiet as they arrived, she slipped inside and opened the door to Kainito's with some extra keys she had been "borrowing" for the past three years.
She hid in the shadows, watching him for a minute or two, giving a small smile.