Smiling, she spread her wings outwards, immediately causing the air to drag her back, slowing her dash long enough to plant her claws on the mountain ground, sparks flying as her talons scratched the surface. Her momentum was still pressing her forward as she shifted her body without difficulty, her hind paws moving diagonally. With such an entrance and her wings spread out, she was the very image of a graceful griffin: lithe, majestic, and just plain awesome.