A greeting chuff reached her ears and Sucre’s ears twitched as she turned her attention on the leopard that had spoken to her. Her posture was relaxed, non threatening, and Sucre smiled gently as she gave a small nod. “That was the plan, yes, as well as to explore this… den? It’s strange.” Sucre confessed, letting her gaze sweep the front of the ship. The deck was in better shape than the ramp but was still darkened with age and weather. The wides of the ship were mostly intact, the metal only sporting small areas of rust despite being on the ocean for so long. Much of the metal was encased in ice, especially near the top and no doubt the side that was facing the water. Any moisture that would hit the side would undoubtedly freeze to the cold material.
Gaze swept up behind Birna to the towers on the back of the ship. What were those for? They reached back up into the heavens? Sucre took a couple steps toward the snow leopard and let her focus fall back to her. “My name is Sucre. These are my companions, Anna and Nina.” She gestured to each penguin in turn. “Do you live here by chance, miss…?” Whoops, she hadn’t bothered to get a name first. A bit of embarrassment brought heat to her cheeks as the wind ruffled her coat. Hopefully the bigger cat wouldn’t think badly of her for that.
