Ouroboros Spine Don't Believe Me, Just Watch

Kerosene grinned. Kroc always did have a way with words that put a grin on his face. "Mm. Something like that." Hang them by their own intestines. Leave a few wolf carcasses laying around. He smirked. Hell, if they left enough meat on their bones the spine could collect all the buzzards and scavengers. Give Blackfeather a run for their spooky reputation.

He had no idea why he thought back to them, but he was distracted quickly enough by her comment on a little bit of unrest. Wait. What? Displeasure over the fact they left the girl alive... somewhat when they returned her to her packlands? "Elaborate," he prompted, curious as to what exactly might have happened in their absence.