Lost Creek Hollow One season

She slowed down the closer she got to the cache because there was some completely bizarre sounding noise originating from that vicinity.  It wasn't like crunching of bone or sticks, it didn't sound like ice... It was this weird sharp sound that carried well and set her a little on edge.  It was unfamiliar.

Treason had slipped into a prowl, orbiting the edge of the area as she tried to spot whatever it was.  She stopped when she spotted Nuna, but wasn't exactly sure that was the origin.  But... It had to be?  Treason was coming from a pretty oblique angle and couldn't see what it was she was chewing on, but she couldn't spot anything else in the area it might have been.  Mystery wrapped in an enigma, and it had pretty much distracted Treason from her quest for food until she at least figured out whether or not that noise represented something she should kill.

Approaching slowly, she did one last scan of everything in sight then set her eyes on whatever infernal device Nunataq had captured.  She sniffed, but honestly from a distance she was comfortable at (longer than what would be conversation range), it was just Nuna and Nuna-drool.  She flinched a little at a particularly loud crunch, but kept staring at that weird kind of transparent thing for a few moments longer as she tried to figure out what the hell that was.  Not a damn clue.