Clearly they have no idea what they are doing. The sentiment was answered with a snort for Captain Obvious, merely punctuating just how little she thought of this whole encounter. She was holding her temper fairly well she thought. While teeth may have been exposed before, when @Craw asked if they wished to see how big of a tantrum they could show, Morganna's hackles rose, not that either of them could see it, apparently she was insignificant to this gathering and she relished her perceived invisibility readying herself.

As though to prove his words meant nothing to the Archer she met @Drestig's claim with a toothy, open-faced smirk. She didn't need to declare their medic softer than her children, just as she didn't have to worry about her own wandering off into a river and drowning because numbers had always been on their side. Wolves that she had known for longer than Whitestone stood as claimed land. They looked after their own and did it well. That would never change. And yes, they were expected to take it, she would think so much was obvious. Here they were, standing on the borders of a pack with superior numbers that had been established for longer than their own. How much sway did they honestly expect to hold? Did they simply come to poke a sleeping beast into retaliation? Perhaps they had come to beg for a swift death? Well, she wasn't the sort to make promises she had no intention of keeping so they were shit out of luck in that regard.

With both sets of eyes firmly set on Craw, her muscles tensed, a paw shifted ever so casually, as though she was just shifting her weight but her mate knew her too well and casually adjusted his own position to block her target. Oh they'd talk to him. She only meant to demonstrate how she expected subordinated that stepped out of line to be dealt with. She huffed a quiet sigh You owe me, conveyed without words, even rolling her eyes a little as this whole encounter grew more boring by the second. She couldn't help but feel his message to the other man was equally as directed at directed at her and she did well to hide her smirk.

She may have suggested it would be best for them to keep their members to their little field and south of their own borders, but she would just have to assume they had enough sense to manage that on their own. Taking her cue from Craw's change in posture, she turned without a farewell, only pausing in her steps back to the Monadnock to make sure her mate was following. She didn't much care for their name. She doubted they would last the winter as it was.

Already, she knew it was a bad call on her part to think they would have some sense. Didn't this whole encounter prove that? "Idiots." she muttered under her breath for Craw's ears alone, answering his question in case their dear visitors thought not to.