Kaze Daizaemon would travel through the woods, a small pack slung over his shoulder as he walks, his wood geta sandals clunking softly on the ground. He wears a dark blue jacket over his bare chest, though the hem of the jacket is ragged from his many travels, and the sleeves have been torn off. A layer of cloth wrappings cover his lower abdomen just above a pair of dark blue pants, held up with a simple cloth belt tied around his waist. Finger-less leather gloves adorn each hand, and he raises one to his face, scratching at his short beard.
"I think we're lost again, Kyojin."
The cloth pack on his back rustles around at this name and a Hercules beetle the size of small dog crawls out. It crawls up to peer over Kaze's broad shoulders and declares with a rustle,
"I told ye to just keep heading east, how hard is it for you to just walk in a straight line?"
Kaze would scoff and glance to his left and right, trying to find some sight with which to orient himself.
"You know I have no sense of direction, and besides, the land here is hardly flat, no one could blame me for getting lost in the woods."
Kaze would focus his chakra on his eyes and the veins around his pale white oculars would engorge themselves as he activated his Byakugan, that should help him find a way out. He could see for many kilometers, if he focused on "zooming in" to that particular direction, so it should be enough for him to figure out which way he should go to get out of this godforsaken forest. Unexpectedly however, the passive 360 degree vision it grants him is enough to notice the chakra of another individual perched in a tree not twenty-five meters from his current position. Not bothering to take into account the curious location of the man Kaze would call out to him while walking closer,
"Oi! You there in the tree! I don't suppose you know a way out of this forest, do you?"