One Man's Trash... [Peregrine]

Peregrine promptly trotted over to where her friends stood. They were beside one of the dead metal carcasses, peering at it hopefully. She picked her way around a scattering of shattered glass before hopping upright and pressing her paws against it, trying her best to peer inside. It was hard to see with the contraption sitting on it's side but she thought she could see a bit of something strap-like laying against the far side. She frowned in thought and said, "You might be on to something here. Tsiry, can you drop down inside the window and root around?" The lemur took one look at the glass clinging to the edge of a shattered window pane and scoffed. She turned her head away. "I'm not going to do all of your dirty work here! It's as if you only keep me around for my digits!" She wriggled her fingers as if to make a point. Peregrine rolled her eyes and huffed, but knew it was no use trying to convince the lemur to do anything she didn't want to. "Fine. Mags, it looks like we might be able to clamber up on the sides here and peek in." Some of the other carcasses had glass protecting the insides from scavengers, but this one only had shards of it sticking to the outsides of the frame, having long ago busted inward. "Just be careful you don't cut yourself," she tacked on at the end, surprised at how concerned she was with her companion's wellbeing. Then again, it wasn't everyday you found someone as witty and intriguing as this other fae. Best not let that go to waste!