'Hi, I have found your website and would like to offer a post/extra information. I would like to remain anonymous at the moment, but I work at Wolf Circus and would like to share some of the basic skills needed for beginners and more experienced tricks as I post. I hope you consider and I hope to post. Please reply to this email.
- Anonymous Member'
'Ooooh! That would be amazing! We would love to have someone like you to post on our website. I request that you have some kind of name to recognize you as. A performer name or nickname? Also, do you think you can get the other performers to help write information also? Thanks!!
- Stacy from @therealwolfcircus'
'I'm not sure if I can get anyone to write. Papi is not at the circus at this time and I'm not sure if Popee would be willing. We don't really have circus names here, but I guess mine will be (C/N/ Circus Name). I'm just not comfortable going by my real name at this moment. I will also post any questions that don't regard my real name, appearance, etc. I'm very serious about not sharing my identity. I hope you understand. Thank you, Stacy!
- (C/N)'
'That will be great! Here's the website link: http://pixelhub.me/therealwolfcircus. Also, the password is ______. We will send you any questions you get. Go ahead and update! I'll be helping you along the way. Also, if I happen to not answer, Roy, Casey, and Jamie are most likely to respond. Happy to work with you!
- Stacy from @therealwolfcircus'
'I'll be on and will be posting. Thanks again! ♡
- (C/N)'
"Hey, (Y/N)," Popee said, walking into his tent where I sat on his mattress. "Who are you...what's it called?" He walked over to me and sat down. "It's crazy. You would think, having a circus and money your parents would get you a phone." He smiled at me. "If you go into town, how am I supposed to track you down with no phone?" He laughed, causing me to laugh along. "It's called texting, and nobody. I was just reading some old texts from my friends."
My lie was good, but it kind of hurt to think about. Will I ever get to talk to them again? I don't know if I can't since I ran away. I trust them, but it's so simple for their parents to read their messages. I couldn't help but sigh.
"Y'know...you don't have to do this. I can take you home so you see your friends or if..." He looked down. "If you don't want to stay with me." He looked at me with a sad smile. "Popee...no. I wanted to become a performer because of you, so why would I want to leave you?" He looked down again.
I can work on this later.
"Let's practice," I said and grabbed his hand. "please?" He smiled back at me. "Ya, what do you wanna learn?" I looked at our hands and smiled. "Maybe I could just watch you?" I said and instantly saw him smile. "Ya! Of course!" He pulled me up and ran off to where we were practicing my flips. Then I saw a wolf I recognized, then Popee growled.
"Keda. Get out of here. I haven't seen you in two days and you're gonna bother me now. When I have someone to impress?" 'Keda' looked over to us. "I recognize you..." 'Keda' said and the mask on his face fell to reveal a new one. "Woah," I whispered and felt Popee's grip on my hand tightened. "You're Kedamono! I remember you! Your masks are so cool." Another fell off to reveal a happy expression, then one that showed realization. "(Y/N)?" I nodded and smiled. I heard Popee growl again.
"Popee, what's wrong?" I asked, looking up. He looked down at me with a soft smile and let go of my hand. "Nothing." He said and let go of my hand. He walked over to Kedamono. Popee grabbed his shoulder and whispered to him in a low growl. Kedamono began to shake. "Got it?" Popee growled again, pushing himself away. "Ya...of course." He then walked off and Popee walked to me.
"Sorry," He whispered, grabbing both of my hands. "I may have gotten a little jealous," He laughed. "and sometimes, I really hate that wolf."
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Popee x Reader - Running From Scars
Fanfiction(Female Reader) Yes, the girl may have got her first scar at the circus, and yes, that made her parents hate the circus they took her to at the young age and almost ever circus in general, but the girl had a dream. The moment she saw the boy, she kn...