Since arriving on this planet, she was unsure of her knowledge of the land and the people of it. Though she had done her research prior to landing, there was always a difference between texual accounts versus real interaction with the actual races she learned from the past. Shading her eyes with an uplifted hand, she gazed ahead of her and searched the terrain of anything.
The left of her was filled with the sharp inclines of mountains while to her right was a lush forest. Putting down her knapsack as she closed up the small space vehicle and sent it back out to orbit the planet for now, out of harms way, she slipped the small disc-shaped remote into her pocket and strapped her pack to her back.
While she wished she had more time prior to coming to Gen'rika to master her transformation, it could not have been done because there was no way she was giving up this opportunity for an ability that she could return to later to master. Her ethereal wings--though once mismatched--had finally shifted into their permanent form.
Once, she had been equipped with one dragonic wing and another one feathered wing, but with the few practices during her travel here, they were both now the same--feather, but what appeared to be a thumb-like, scythe-shaped claw at the top. No matter, despite their seeming uselessness at the present, their presence comforted her and that would prevent her from losing her mind in frustration should something of that nature occur.
While both terrains were appealing to her, she needed to decide which of the two she would explore now.