an unashamed with the wicked tongues sing

The fact that Echelon and Kroc were of like mind in this was obvious. The Plains wolves would pay for their foolishness and even now, there was the Beta's slight disappointment that they could not go terrorize them now. But with the Alpha's brood on the way, such a move was not smart; this, she knew and obeyed. War was not an option when one of their Alphas was slowed by her bloated belly. However, if the idiots pulled the same stunt yet another time, they would find that their comrades insides decorating their borders. 

"Borders?" She invited, her train of thought leading to the idea that another patrol was due now. If they were to keep the assholes off their lands, the only way to do that was to remain constantly vigilant. Besides, woe be to the trespasser that came across both Echelon and Kroc. Especially after all of this bullshit.