Dragoncrest Cliffs it puts you in a situation where you're made to feel dumb.

The little one was fast. Penn was too, but clearly he was not the fastest one in the Wilds. For a brief, out-of-body moment, he wondered if he ought to challenge her to a foot race to see who was the fastest. But he came quickly back to reality when he felt her nearing his hip, heard her snarls echoing closer to his ears.

He spent less than half of a second deciding what to do, which was unfortunate because it was a terribly risky plan that was so, so likely to backfire. Without preamble, Penn pivoted, swinging a hard left to throw himself directly in front of his pursuer. His plan was to trip her, roll back onto his own paws, then fly off again. Might be a better option for when you weren't being pursued by two angry women, but maybe the rest would just work itself out.