Song covered her mouth to stifle a snicker at Aya's rather unfortunate landing, but any comment she might have had was interrupted by Ren's questions.

"It's simple enough if you don't bog yourself down with your own imagined limitations. This is a lucid dream. Control it any way you like, just like we did in the Dreaming. Now then..." She moved past the other two, facing the dark variation in the distance. "That looks like something worth investigating."
But she hesitated, glancing back at her companions. "... Why don't we practice, since you two haven't done this before? We can get there much faster than walking, but it's up to you to decide how." To demonstrate, the dreamwalker was surrounded suddenly by a flash of light. When it cleared, her form had changed. She was a horse, but no creature of nature. Lean and long-legged, silver-white, she had dreamed herself into a wind spirit. A gallop would take her to the disturbance in no time, provided its creator didn't interfere with her passage.