They were allowed out! Tomie had decide that meant she could wander around the hulking metal corpse that rose out of the ice, however much she wanted. So she was! The little Klein girl was clambering up towards the helm of the ship, not that she could know that, her nose twitching and drawing in all the scents. Tomie had not been born here, she knew that but she didn't remember much of the place she had been, all she remembered was being moved around... A lot! And the girl had decided that if it ever happened again that she wanted to know every inch of this place first. She pushed her way into the control room of the ship, spotting a chair raised from the floor by a single pole, a raised dias of buttons and dials she would never fully understand before it. With some effort she lept up into the chair, hearing it creak under her weight. Once it might have spun but rust and an unknown number of northern winters had stopped it long ago, not it just protested when Tomie balanced herself upon it, perched for a moment like a cat with her paws clustered together and her back arched, before she got the courage she needed to extend herself out towards the control panel, looking over each of the faded and grimy displays before her and tapping at some of the buttons that still deigned to move when pushed even if their mechanisms had died ages ago.

"Aria"

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His sister was out and about. Tomie to be exact, she was adventurous hed seen it before they even left the den. Again. And Again. True their mother moved them but it seemed they were here to stay. So Que had stalked his sister from the shadows. Silently pressing his paws down on the frozen wood. It made him fluff up his white fur red eyes focusing on his sister now pressing buttons on this strange machine. Seeing her made him happy but he got closer and sniffed the metal thing.

Que was the quietest of them all. He silently looked up at Tomie giving her a smile and a wag of his tail before he intensely turned back to the metal thing. He touched it with a paw, poked a broken lever. Before he knew it he was touching everything. Simply because he wanted to know what it felt like and what was it?

Another day, another trip the ship. This time Beau wandered alone, Blind was out hunting and Trill was stretching her wings. Probably for the better since he was in the deeper part of the ship this time. He padded through the halls with claws gently clicking against the floorboards. He wasn’t sure what today was going to bring but he had the feeling it was going to be a fun day. The yearling had nothing extensive planned so maybe he could just try to find some members of Menagerie and get to know them. That wasn’t a bad idea, actually! It definitely never hurt to get to know your fellow pack members! The youth heard noises in the room up ahead… a room that he had yet to visit. He couldn’t help but feel his curiosity peak and he glanced around the corner into the room… to find two puppies in there. They weren’t talking, but he could see one of them clearly on some sort of weird metal table with lumpy things on it. His ears perked forward and he grinned happily. The one kid was one he’d seen before though! “Hello there! I hope that I’m not interrupting you guys! My name is Beauregard, but you can call me Beau! What did you find in here?” He stepped into the room, tail starting to wag back and forth. "Talk, 'Think.'