Roan held his tail, legs folded up under him and neck forced to turn at a slightly odd angle so he'd fit in the crate. of course he had to find the smallest crate possible to stow away in. He was far too uncomfortable to doze off, and putting his earbuds in would be near impossible. he tried not to sigh annoyedly, since random crates of supplies did not sigh and it would give him away. it was about an hour before he felt the ship leaving the planet, the vibrations and slight change in gravity giving it away.
he worried about getting a kink in his neck.
he gave it 20 minutes before he figured it was safe to get out, atleast for alittle bit. being all curled up in the crate couldn't be good for him. he carefully opened the crate, slowly crawling out on his hands and knees. he crept along the floor on his stomach for a moment, looking around. nobody around it appeared. he stood up and stretched.
he hoped whatever he'd dumped out of the crate wasn't important to the crew.
