Sleepy Fox Hollow lecker

She supposed that made sense, even if she didn't agree with it. Hypocrisy at its finest, that. Wylla had never seen an issue with trespassing when she was alone, either, especially when she was younger and more brash. If the borders were weak and the wolves weaker, she could often make off with a meal or two.

Which didn't make it any easier to accept when others did the same to her.

Well, we'll just have to make it seem like there are more of us, she scoffed, pausing to mark a conspicuously weakened spot. Do you think the children are old enough to patrol with us? They were children. Part of her bucked at the notion of advertising so clearly, by placing their scents along the borders, that there were children here.

Part of her knew that any wolf worth their salt could already smell it from a mile away, so there was no point in trying to hide it.