Not completely familiar with the fauna here, but more than familiar enough with hostile territorial dinosaurs of all sizes, she looks down on the jungle floor.  She searches for evidence of trees moving or undergrowth swaying with the movement of creatures that are all apparently apex predators.  Feeling it was safe enough (though maintaining a vigil on the surroundings) Rae descended, aiming to land in the ship itself rather than the surrounding jungle.  She looked around to see what part of the vessel she found.

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Rae looks around to find a way to the room below decks.  The ship is at a very cockeyed angle, making walking difficult, but being someone used to flying, she maintains her equibrium.  Her toe claws and hand claws dig into the wood to help her keep a grip as she walks to the door.

Thankfully having expertise in acrobatics, Rae squeezes through a gap in the floor she thought looked big enough for her.  Her dexterity and skill at twisting her body (usually while flying) are all that save her from completely plucking her wings.

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"Sink me!" She mutters as she rubs her arm where some feathers were roughly pulled out. But then the sight of coins calls for her attention and she picks up the bag, dropping any loose coin (of value worth retrieving) back into the bag.  She picks up the journal and slips it into her satchel...the musings of fellow sailors of wildspace might help her learn more about it.  Then she moves on to another foot locker and starts to pull out her lock picks. Then she stops, pulls out her sword, and stabs the Footlocker first....

Rae will look in each locker, choosing carefully what she swipes, as she will have to fly with it back to the port city.