Honestly, Haizea doesn't have much experience with mountain climbing. The city she grew up in was basically at sea level, hardly any steep hills even. So while she's absolutely physically fit enough to deal with mountain climbing, every now and then she loses her footing a bit, not used to climbing up such steep, uneven terrain.

"Fuck, shit," she curses under her breath as her boots slide down a particularly sandy part of the trail. She's not fully tripped yet, but it's been a near thing. "Guess these boots are made for walkin', but not so much for climbin'," she mutters to herself.