Mudminnow River a tall drink

Seemed as though he'd traded one luck for another. He missed the rains (the storm must have been going the other way, he thought with an internal sigh), but he'd managed to meet a resident-

"Coyote?" Hyacinth asked before he could even stop himself long enough to think on how polite it was to stare and tilt his head his new companion. Obviously, from the sparkle in his eyes, he had questions. But they weren't questions he thought were right to ask when he was on the cusp of learning some possibly vital information. Actually, he reasoned fairly quickly, this was very lucky! Coyotes do certainly get around. "Then I'm in luck."

His recovery was not graceful, and the smile he gave was painfully awkward.

"Or we both are." Hya added with a thoughtful nod before squinting his brows while he thought aloud, looking straight ahead and down rather than at Condor. "Coyotes..." he then looked back with a hopeful, quizical, expression. "You guys...like to trade right?" Actually, the coyotes in his area traded. But he wasn't the most well versed in the species, so all he really had to go on was one instance.

Hopefully he wasn't dead wrong.