Valentina shook her head as she heard Zoe whooping and hollering once again. It was an absolute wonder how that girl had so much energy around her. With that being said, Valentina knew she didn't have a single problem with keeping up. Their energy was just expressed in different ways. Valentina continued to stay glued to the ground, her skiis carving through snow as she watched Zoe soar in the air like she was some sort of bird. Sometimes it was better on the ground, but with the way Zoe was making it out, it seemed like the air wasn't a bad option either.

The Colombian continued to pick up speed, using her sticks and her legs to steer herself around obstacles accordingly. With every bit of speed that she was picking up, she knew that her reflexes had to be faster. She didn't want to wrap herself around a tree and become a Valentina pancake. Because this course was not traveled very often, there were obstacles like trees and rocks around. It wasn't the speed that killed skiiers, it was the sudden stopping that killed people, and Valentina knew better than to not take an obstacle seriously. 

Luckily, she had the privilege of having an apparatus she could pull upon when things got too dicey. Like the giant crevasse she was coming up hot on. She wasn't pizza-ing whatsoever, only french frying as the crevasse got bigger and bigger. Once her field of view was enveloped by the crevasse, Valentina pulled on her apparatus, catching a bunch of air and sending her up in the air to clear the crevasse. The Colombian also took this moment to flip off Zoe, because she totally deserved it.