Titania took a last glance around her cart. The caravan wasn't large by any means, but that was the way she liked it, and asked to keep a smaller cart years ago when she had the chance to "upgrade". It simply held a small cooler, a hammock like bed, a wardrobe like closet and a small table accompanied by three little chairs. Little trees and plants covered almost every available space in what seemed like an unorganized fashion. No one else knew that the cactus actually enjoyed sitting next to the lily plant, or that the Palm liked sharing the same window as the pine. The plants were all happy and in their perfect place.
She walked out of the caravan cart lightly, making sure her light green flowing dress didn't catch in the door. She swept a loose curl from her face, so that it lay perfectly outlining her cheekbone. Then touched the little silver band on her wrist. It was her disguise, her glamour from showing humans her true form, without it she would look at herself and see only the death and destruction that the nymphs had suffered. "What are you doing? What if people were to see you like this? you're supposed to be wild animals remember?" she gently chastised her friends, the two wolves splayed out in front of her door. They both snorted and sprang to their feet to follow Titania to the back of the tent.
A horrible feeling came to her stomach as she slipped off her sandals and let her bare feet touch the earth. Something was wrong here, affecting the grass around them. Tears almost sprang to her eyes. Decay was spreading, filling the ground and it hurt to touch it and let it flow through her. Slipping her sandals back on she shuddered, walking out into the ring. She would mention it to Vladimir about it after the show. Her friend would figure out what the trouble was, as he always did.