You began to rest on a park bench as you watched over Krakoa. It had been a wild couple of months since joining the X-Men, and it seemed you couldn't catch a break. You observed a couple of leaves fall from a tree, writing it off as a bird. But suddenly, a flying Scout jumped down near you, her claws extended. “Did you see that? So cool!” she giggled and began to climb back up to jump down again.