Coyote

Coyote is a lithe, cunning Fae often told in the shape of a slim, red-tinged canid; as a field naturalist might note, it moves with the economy of a predator but the timing of a prankster. Smell: sun-warmed fur with dust, sage smoke, and the faint metallic tang of scavenged things. Sound: a chorus of sharp yips and liquid yodels, laughter-like calls that rise at dusk and curl into the night. Temperature: warm-blooded and sun-warmed at the flank, yet somehow colder at the tips of ears and tail—as if mischief cools the edges. Observed at the edge of camps and creosote flats, Coyote can blur the line between animal and spirit, always watching with bright, calculating eyes.