During a less-than-pleasant trip through the Northern Valley woods, your train of thought is interrupted by the sound of, what sounds like, a jet or other air vehicle landing juust a bit too fast. Not really having anything better to do, you eventually wander towards the source of the disturbance. Coming to a clearing, you spot a large piece of what looks to be space-age technology, resting on the forest floor. It still appears to be functional, though its sides are peppered with various dings, dents, and scratches. Seems like it's been through a lot. On approach, a metallic panel slides open on the side of the ship, before a white-furred humanoid steps out and into the clearing.