Dragoncrest Cliffs and suddenly,

At Antumbra's words, About to reply, her voice died in her throat as she watched heda take up her former place, and began to... For a moment, Aure stood there, taken aback and unsure. But when Antumbra looked over her shoulder expectantly, she was quick to follow; her mood just as feather-light as it'd been before but subdued for heda's sake as well.

Following suit, her limbs grasped for every landing, until she had deftly come to rest by her shoulder as well. "I agree," she breathed, looking up at the dark female. The soft light of morning limned out their contrasting selves - starlit gaze glancing up into one that seemed like a storm. After all that had happened, with the Sound, with Tux-- she gave a faint shake of her head. Not yet.

Instead, she simply piped, "Want to race?" although she hadn't given light to what would happen to the winner, or loser.