[b]-Lilita-[/b]

"You got it!" The girl saluted with a pep that rubbed off on those who heard her. Lilita hurried across the sand as fast as she could without getting sand in her shoes, then looked around the outside of the shipwreck. It was horrible looking at the entirety of the ship, the thing was just a big pile of wood and iron now. Most of what was salvageable would most likely either be at the dry spots inside, or scattered about outside if they happened to be tossed out by thrashing.

The girl sifted through driftwood and broken ship until she came across a small crate. One not so big like the others, but just small enough for the girl's tiny frame to actually carry this one. She wasn't one to know, but when she hefted it up and shook it around, there was no noise within, which meant it was either empty or had something that wasn't very hard...in fact, the girl mentally chastised herself for shaking such a thing. If there were unbroken breakables, she would have just finished the job. "So dumb!" Lilita said out loud, shaking her head and slowly walking along to catch up with those heading inland. She silently hoped that there was something inside, as she increasingly began to worry she found an empty crate, and should have just struggled with one of the scavenged big ones. Lilita looked over at the Fox girl that was some distance away from her, and wondered who she was waving at. Looking further, there was a man walking along toward them, looking rather scruff and gruff. While he wasn't her focus now, Lilita made a mental note to check him later to see if he was in need of any good vibes.