— Oh, look at the cute little baby, Diego. Isn't it nice he'll be joining us for breakfast?
— It wouldn't be breakfast without him.
— Especially since his daddy wiped out half our pack and wears our skin to keep warm. An eye for an eye. Don't you think?
— Let's show that human what happens when he messes with sabers.
— Alert the troops. We attack at dawn. And, Diego, bring me that baby... alive. If I'm gonna enjoy my revenge, I want it to be fresh.
