Golden Glade train.

Knowing that Alder shared the same impairment (she'd noticed, but hearing it said secured the thought) placed a shield of trust over Aster's mind. So when he commanded that she trust only her paws in tracking his movement, her hesitation lasted no more than a second. She took in his location one final time before shutting her eyes tight and inhaling the air around them. 
As he circled, Aster's brow furrowed. She was unsure which way he was going so she trusted the breeze to tell her. Should she be right and the barricade to the Eastern wind be Alder's body moving clockwise, then she could allow her pads to take over. It was frustrating, but she was confident that he knew what he was doing and that she would be able to learn.