Blacktail Deer Plateau Put me in coach, i succeed

it was opportunity, came to us too early. without the force, or even perhaps the show of it, they could not make the attempt to bend a pack to their will. ...and there was no telling this hildibrandr would ever care about their wayward cub. to say that they would meet ingram's demand with grovelling at his paws was presumptious. arrogant. not something the dreadfather would dare assume.

so, that opportunity was best left slipped by.

is there anything else? ingram asks her quietly, not dismissive but with the intention that they both had things to return to: her's undoutedly more pressing than his own.