Seeing that none of the other people seemed hostile to each other, other than the bunny's fear of the fox, Silkie gathered her courage and started towards the group that had gathered.  "Are you all ... from the ship?" she asked.  Her head was throbbing, but her vision was clearing.  She couldn't remember if she had seen them earlier before the wreck, or what had happened beforehand.  "Do any of you know where we are?  What happened to the ship?"  She gazed towards the water, certain that even if her wings were undamaged she could never fly to safety.  "What are we going to do now?"