Chimera Fields Do we both confide?

Why was it that so many of these wolves he ran into seemed to play dumb when it came to coyotes? That is, those who weren't trying to eat his face.

Usually, wolves go all bitey face on me. I guess coyotes have a 'reputation,' but I swear it's largely unfounded. All the coyotes I know just want your scraps that you leave behind.

"And some want your women," Draper thought, but he kept that one to himself. As for himself, he wasn't as picky as he thought he would be when it came to that sort of thing. He idly wondered if Simmik was hitched. She was a bit tall for his tastes, but if the circumstances were right... he could almost kinda see it.

Fat chance of that ever happening, even if she had been his type.