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Trixie was a busy mare. Or at least she said she was and in part that was true. She was always on the move, making new stories, Learning a new spell or experimenting with old ones. She was always trying to better her show after the brutal beating her reputation took a few years back.
While usually Trixie would already be packing up and moving on to her next stop…she didn’t have one. She’d planned on heading to the next town over next but they’d sent a messenger to her yesterday, saying they’d rather she not perform and rejecting her permit request.
Right now Trixie just sat in the section of her cart that was usually her bedroom, but when the stage portion of her wagon was extended it simply became the backroom, blocked off by a thick curtain. She simply sat there, glancing through old posters of her old shows in an old album. All old. All in the past.
Trixie chuckled and gave a small bow and grin in return “You are very, very welcome. I look forward to this” She said honestly before watching the girl leave.
Once Trixie was sure that she’d left, she sighed and let herself fall upon her bed, sighing once more before giggling “Miss Lulamoon. Teacher. Heh. Has a bit of a better sound to it than I expected” She joked before closing her eyes and allowing herself to sleep after changing into her pajamas
The following day, Tallia would approach the carriage’s archway and knock on the archway. She was smiling eagerly, barely able to contain her excitement. Today, she was wearing a simple dandelion-yellow skirt with a similarly colored blouse. It wasn’t excessively formal, but still professional. ((Insert pun about that professionalism-obsessed episode here.))




