She listens carefully to muted sounds from within the ship, her eyes wide in wonder. She had seen one before, but not like this. She wondered about those inside. Since the ship was so much less damaged, it seemed likely there would be survivors inside. Would they be friends? It seems like the ones she knew spoke occasionally of enemies, could this ship be them?  She had no way of knowing. She decides to circles the site once more looking for predators. The crash would drive most of them away, but there were always stubborn, or curious...