Snippet #2420323

Scarlet smirked at Zach's comment. He would soon learn how often she was to crack any parts of her body. It was a habbit, and it helped to relieve stress, and it was one of those comforting things. At Peter's comment, she gave him a quick once over. She missed the days when they could travel off grounds, especially when she was younger, and could make some money off begging, then could buy herself some treats, or save it up to buys something cool, though there were also times where she would give it to Amadeo to thank him for letting her stay.

She started walking, on her toes as she'd been trained to. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Zach whisper something to Peter, but she didn't really care. She wasn't the type to be nosy. The tent wasn't too far, and as they made their way there, she kind of spaced out, thinking about what she needed to practice and perfect, until she got to the tent.

Scarlet paused, moving to the side to let the boys go in first. While waiting, she bent her leg up, grabbing her foot and pulling her leg up straight, next to her head, now standing on one leg, then bending it behind her head, wincing lightly, but hardly. She just hadn't stretched this recently enough, but she dropped her leg back down.