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Treason didn't seem to have any problem with what he suggested.  Her black hood could be an executioner's mask if needed.  She had no qualms with doing what she saw as right, what was necessary, even if others thought it was too much or too brutal.  She nodded.  As long as Redshank stayed gone, she wasn't going to worry too much about him.  Despite the fact he might have nightmares about her, he was worth less than dirt to her and would be given that much thought if he remained a distant memory.

Is this a common thing?  Back at Moonspear or whatever.  Do people just not give a damn about the territory lines?  Or perhaps they'd just gotten lucky and found a hive of fools nearby.  By now there was no excuse for them to not know there was a pack here.  She and others had made fully sure that it was obvious.  Nobody should be trespassing, and yet they did. And they'd continue in the future, much to her chagrin.