Popper

After that incident at the circus with the clown Drop, everyone became noticeably wary and depressed. A shifter in the world's largest circus? It couldn't be worse. But Popper was not discouraged, as positive as usual, like a little forgotten puppy. He carefully adjusted his various items on the counter, which he had stolen from the already dead people he had found. When someone approached the counter, he raised his head, smiling happily and wagging his tail. "Oh oh! I haven't seen you before. Hungry? Curious? Do you want a treat?"