Moonsong Glacier no body, no crime

Round one will be open until 12/19!

She'd decided to take a short break from the ulaq to stretch her legs, and shortly into her walk, she came across the scent of a wayward caribou. From what she could tell, from the scent alone, it was alone, and something about it smelled weak; she couldn't discern if it was age or sickness through her stuffy nose.

Unable to pass up the opportunity, although she was sick, injured, and unable to participate, she tipped her head back and summoned her village with a howl: Come to me, village Moonsong! I've found something that needs to be caught!