Mia suddenly woke up at the first sign of the distant sun rising, she didn't even notice she fell asleep, but it would seem she was doing so while flying without much problems. Shaking her head to wake up sooner, she looks back, seeing that the storm she was riding on is slowly breaking apart to small puffy clouds.
Looking down she can see a mountain, or a mountain chain of some sort. She couldn't see any, but she was sure that there were at least some mountain streams or lakes on there, and the pine forest contrasting the desert that covers the rest of the state would offer some cover against the searing midday sun.
For her controlling her wings was almost dream like, there was not much she could do directly, aerial maneuvers, hovering, loops, all these things were impossible to do, however it would seem that flying for hours required absolutely no effort. Slowly she descended, slowly tilting her wings downwards to lose lift, some three minutes later she is aiming to land on a small meadow in the middle of the forest, as she moves to land she suddenly breaks with her wings, losing all lift and dropping to the ground.
The feeling of land under her feet was strangely distant, but she stands up and looks around. The entire meadow was surrounded by pine trees and it was obvious she'll have to return here if she wants to take off, there were no convenient cliffs around.
Sighing she decides she should first find some water, and then move on to food. She turns west and enters the forest, starting her search for fresh water.