JAmes decided the best would be to find Kayla's father. What he had heard of him he sounded like a serious man that would disprove of his daughter's ways...or could simply resent James annoyance and punish him even harder. At that moment he was desperate.
James hopped over the murky water across the wasteland back to the Carnival. He'd go around the tents and enter while a show would be on. He finally arrived at the Carnival behind the thickets line van. He was sweating and felt it dripping in his armpits and joints. Not only was his skin greener it was getting humid for his demise. James sighed and passed trough the Carnival behind the tents - so far so good no one had watched him. He got.nearby the main circus tent and heard the announcement yell : "the marvelous Zarusto, the oriental magician".
"Grabbing!" He said. That was it. Zarusto had clearly to be Kayla's dad. He heard footsteps and was quick to leap in fear of getting discover he hopped to the end of the Carnival and rested near a tent that smelled like manure. There was an ample space between that tent and the main tent and any person walking there could spot him.for sure, fearing being discovered by a circus artist, James raised the drapes and entered the tent.
Inside there was a complex of jails with caged animals. A lion was sitting near the edge looking curiously at him almost like a house cat looks at a toy.
"Gribbit grubbing" he told himself. He'd wait.There unit the show was over so he could talk to the magician. Meanwhile he only had to wait in the tent full of smelly animals, manure and buzzing juicy flies...FLIES!
Quiet happily his tongue slithered and enveloped two flies in its gooey texture and tasted them.
"Gribbit! " he cursed. H felt the magic working immeaditely. His air sac involuntarily filled up changing his trachea and with a deep hipcup something changed. Something he was quite sure what it was. It had at leastleast to, be with the sensations he was getting... He could.quite point out. He discovered it when he later on looked his reflection on the metal of the jails - his eyes had bugged up and became frog like, with an oval black cornea and sparkling green iris.