This was Valerie's first move with the cirque. It was all extremely mysterious to her, be in your home don't come out then a new place. As he sun set on the first day in Massachusetts. The sun set and Valerie slipped from her home head and shoulders wrapped teal scarf to block any lingering rays of the sun. A precaution any vampire would take even if they weren't as old as she was.
As she was told the tents were in a different configuration. She was trying to map a route to the makeup and costume tent her home away from home were she was painted white daily for her job as a statue. In passing she spotted a little cat slipping into one of the tents. A fan of animals Valerie followed interested in a bit of a cuddle with the stray.
"Little one..." she called out for the cat the sudden chill of the ice garden becoming noticeable on the canvas tent. Valerie couldn't feel it. She gave no mist of breath either. Valerie looked up to see the young man in his full magic using his gift. She had met many gifted species in her time but some things were always a majestic surprise. "You do beautiful work." she said neatly folding her hands in front of her.