Tanked

This was a place that Corbie had never seen without winter snow covering it completely, but this late in the season the snowmelt had uncovered some very unusual metal hulks. She thought there might be something salvagable here that could be used to strengthen her sheep enclosures, or build tools to do so. She almost hadn't bothered - she'd thought at first they were some odd rock formations, but the dull shine of metal in a few spots where the rust and paint had recently torn away from the pitted metal had drawn her attention closer. Even if they hadn't, the sight of the bright red form that was standing on one, trying to peer into it, would have. Her muzzle quirked in a smile as she moved closer. "Have you found a mouse to hunt this time, Ignis?" she called out laughingly.