Nell didn't hesitate. She gathered her things, stuffed them into the 
mount's small luggage compartment, and climbed on. "Go!" she said. Then, 
getting herself well situated and
clenching the hand-grips, she added, "Unlimited speed." Within moments the 
chevaline was threading gaps between trees at something close to a 
cheetah's sprint velocity, clawing its way up the hill toward the dog pod 
grid.