Broken Antler Fen That's just is

Ah, then it must have been the lad's father. He couldn't have been one of Draper's, considering Draper had never boned anyone at all, let alone a wolf. Your father is like us too, I reckon, Draper replied. It wasn't very common for coyotes to hang around after they'd had their fun with female wolves, which would explain why this one had never met his father. How the brown son's parents had ended up together, Draper could only guess, but he wasn't about to go on doing that when it wouldn't do anybody any good.

My name's Draper Featherwind. And yours? Perhaps this would be his way of avoiding conflict with packs. Well, at least one of them. If there were mixed-blood coyotes in these parts, it might do Draper some good to stick around. He had never really considered shacking up with a wolf, but then again, how picky was he really? Coyotes didn't seem to fancy him enough to stick around.