Zola a sixteen-year-old circus trope performer laid amongst a field of yellow lilies in full bloom during a brief respite from her circus performing duties. Alongside her was her trusty companion Lyra--a tigress who rescued her when she was a child during the war that ravaged her hometown Tabia.
The sun's rays caressed Zola's sun-kissed skin. She was engrossed reading a book she recently purchased at a shop. "I don't know how much longer I can go on living like this." She thought out loud while turning to look at Lyra who was napping.
While she was grateful for the Majic Traveling Circus for taking Lyra and her in five years ago when they had nowhere to go. There are other personal goals she wishes to pursue and mysteries she has to uncover. For example, the phoenix tattoo located on her left upper arm what does it mean? All she can remember is hearing a woman's voice and catching a glimpse of her warm brown eyes before she lost consciousness again after Lyra saved her that night.
Before Zola became further lost within her thoughts, a familiar voice called out to her. "Zola it's time to start getting ready for tonight's show!"
Zola sat up at the sound of the voice. "Alright, Rengal I'll be right there!" She replied. Rengal was an older brother figure to her he looked after her and cared for her wellbeing. Lyra stirred next to her slowly opening her eyes, she let out a yawn before stretching to stand up.
A smile spread across Zola's face as she stood up from the ground. "Well, let's give them one hell of a show!"

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