I've Got To Have Some Bacon In My Beans

Natha had chosen to keep her den in the pines where the terrain was more familiar, more natural. However, that didn't mean she wasn't curious about the strange metal place where some of the Winterfell members had their dens. She gazed out at the ship, ears flicking forward and back. Gray clouds were starting to build in the sky, starting to cover over the sun which managed to peek out in a few places. She wondered if a winter storm was going to be moving in soon.

The rusty, dark ship was encased thickly in ice. It looked above her and she took a deep breath before walking inside. She moved slowly, eyeing the metal walls suspiciously as she stood in the entry way.