[—and then that sure is 800lbs. of angry ice griffon, and a split second choice. The water is Waterbearer's, and the surface of the lagoon an escape to Mirror if Mirror was feeling kind. But it's slow and there'd be nowhere to go, and no chance to do anything, after that.
Not quite running, not turning her back (even clear ice and frost, it moves like a beast should, where the muscles and tendons and bones should be) she stumbles to solid ground.]