[Yeah, that's fair. Mukuro would feel bad for her if she tripped and fell again, after all that. She stretches, first, unnaturally long forelimbs stark black against the snow, tail curling over her flexible spine. She is absolutely comfortable in this strange, unnatural form. It's hers, now, as much as her human body was before. Maybe even more, with how well-connected it is to the world around them. Peering forward, she makes an easy selection.]
That huge old tree on the hill.
[It's an obvious landmark, and it's far enough away that Trish will have time to get up to top bear speed on the way. Which is much faster than most people realize, and she's looking forward to Trish realizing how much further her limits are here too. She flexes her paws in the snow, then crouches, coiled and ready to spring forward.]
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That huge old tree on the hill.
[It's an obvious landmark, and it's far enough away that Trish will have time to get up to top bear speed on the way. Which is much faster than most people realize, and she's looking forward to Trish realizing how much further her limits are here too. She flexes her paws in the snow, then crouches, coiled and ready to spring forward.]
Three, two, one - go!
[And she's off, bounding through the drifts.]