Kagura is not the type to adhere to 'reccomendations' or 'rules'. She was the wind. She knew how to handle herself, and no damn Initiative was stopping that. So, like most of her days, she's out exploring, flying in the air on her feather. She's not one to hike, and seeing the ground below was not particularly made for bare feet, she'll deal with the rain. It had almost become normal to her.

Soon, though, the smell of a human caught her nose. What would someone be doing out here? Nothing out here was good for them, nor was there some kind of item a regular person would need. So she swooped down, just above the tree line, to investigate.