Swiftcurrent Creek this country is ours

Bazi and Bones, two of her favorite young ladies, came quick to her aid, and the large coyote was knocked off of her and quickly became the target of many wolves against one coyote. He was a large one, but even the largest could not fend off more than two wolves. Three would be damn near impossible. With Fox, Bones, Ferdie, and Bazi all heading toward him at once, the largest (and apparently leader of the gang) fled the scene almost immediately, and Fox turned her attention to those that remained.

It seemed Jace was the last one standing, and he held a lifeless coyote's neck in his mouth. Fox breathed deeply, hackles still raised and eyes still wild with adrenaline. “Leave it here,” she commanded, “It will show them not to return.” Nothing like a rotting coyote corpse to say, "This kind of shit won't be tolerated."