Dragoncrest Cliffs and suddenly,

Probably a mere stepping stone to most was more-so a ravine to the kru. She wavered on the spot, icicle-claws biting into stone; but her legs should be willowy enough... Lost to herself, she dared to lean further and paw at the obstacle that seemed so far away from her.

Brows notching in concentration, she readied herself as she skittered back as far as she was able to on her snowy claim. In a blink, two reaches, and surge of energy carrying, careening her forward, her plush paws hit the seemingly-impossible crag in a soft rush of snow and triumph. A rare peal of elation left her, looking towards her legs in utter delight. She could always trust herself.

Plain to say, she didn’t notice heda until she turned around, gloating and simpering and all to herself. ”H-Heda,” she squeaked, smug expression vanishing to replace one of timid and trying a hand at being innocent. Hasting off of her new victory, she came to rest on even ground with the regina. ”I was just, ehm, training. Da, training.”