Blacktail Deer Plateau The Gathering of the Clouds

Coming from a long line of professional antagonists, Raleska could only smile that crooked smile in rejoinder to Mal’s outburst. Clearly in her mind if wolves were trespassing so frequently the fault wasn’t in them — it was in the borders that she assumed must be in terrible disrepair. 

If it’s one, honey it’s them — Raleska stood a bit taller, already feeling vindicated in spite of his insinuation she was stupid. If it’s two, honey it’s you. Her singsong voice had an edge of insufferable recital to it — how many times had Caiaphas said that to her? And now here she was, reciting her dam’s knowitall preachy rhyme to some undeserving (ok maybe a bit deserving) sot?

She hadn’t even known there was a pack nearby. So clearly it wasn’t on her since no one else had known either.  That was her story and she was sticking to it, true/logical/real or not. Sounds like your borders aren’t obvious enough. Maybe make your members do a better job or something. Just trying to help you is all, you don’t gotta get all emotional on me. Classic Eyjolfur move there — poke and poke and poke and then when you get a reaction, blame it all on them.