Shadow Mountain Rockclimbing fiend

Hallo!

Like the brazen coyote adventuring the mountain, Ishi was small, nimble, and out for exploration. He hadn't traversed any mountains recently, sticking instead to forests, valleys and flatlands, and so had decided on a whim that if he wanted to be a Scout he needed to get some heights under his belt. And so he traversed this one — a great mountain, handsome as you like. He didn't have to go all the way to the top, but he wanted to get a good idea of what this mountain was all about. And it seemed to have a coyote on it. Did it, though? Ishi was upwind, a few dark crags to his left, gazing at him with his large gold eyes and trying to figure out if that was definitely a coyote. He wasn't familiar with the smell, and didn't want to judge a book by its cover.

Shortly, he decided that this was a coyote, but that brought about another question — was it proper for them to be in the same vicinity? Were wolves and coyotes mortal enemies? Ishi had no idea. So — Psst! — he decided to ask, Are we allowed to talk?