The nail keeps scratching at the hole determined to try and make some progress when the loud sound rocks through the cargo hold from the bolt hitting the armored side, much like being inside a bell when it is rung. A loud agonized howl is heard from the crate as the poor occupant as it must be in quite a lot of pain from that, and a few loud bangs rocks the crate slightly as the person inside pounds the side in anger.<br/><br/>Had someone peered straight into the little hole they would have seen a slightly feline eye peering out curiously and then the nail returns scraping at the side this time it seems to be moving around and then a loud thud as if the occupant threw itself at the crate rocking it ever so slightly. As the ship powers up and takes off again the crates who never got lashed down properly starts shifting and a loud yelp of fear is heard throughout the cargo hold as the mysterious crate slides across the hold to slam into another one with full force.<br/><br/>Several repeated poundings seem to cause a small crack even on the sturdy crate as whatever is inside seems to be getting desperate to try and break free. A brief silence falls on the cargo hold before a howl of frustration and then a staccato of poundings on the crate making it rock slightly. Now and then a harder thud is heard making the crate rock a little bit more, and even through the noise of the engines the racket from the cargo hold slowly filters throughout the small airship to reach the young captains ears as he steers away from the battle and the rather colorful harbor master.