10th of winter 510 AV
A mischievous smirk graced Jokor's face as he silently sneaked into the tent where Kusuri slept in.Jokor quickly darted inside the tent, hoping that nobody saw him enter it.
"Now where the heck is that girl's stuff?" he began rummaging through the tent not caring that he threw the clothes and other stuff all over the tent.
He raised his eyebrows in interest as he pulled out Kusuri's sketchbook. The demonic grin growing even wider.
"Lets see what the little girl is always doing with this thing." He poked his head out of the tent and looked around for any other circusmembers.
Seeing nobody he quickly slipped out of the tent the sketchbook in his hands.