Fear of change

Welp, some guide. Crux grimaced and turned his attention towards the goal at the other end of the pool. He sighed, rocking back on his paws and stretching out his limbs, rolling his joints. He was going to at least give himself the best chance here, he wasn't exactly confident in his strength but he was worried if he tried to build a bridge he was just as likely to fall forward as anything else so might as well just take a running jump right? It was only his body he was putting at risk. Convinced he was sufficiently limbered up he cast a glance at the guide then, wound up.

(Crux is choosing Strength: Jump over the gap)

"Speech"