Lion Head Mesa threw it away, but now i say

How was Diantha supposed to know what he—assuming the pharaoh—should or shouldn't see. She figured, with him being in charge, he would want to know about something like this. Not entirely willingly, Diantha went to the unconscious coyote's head. It seemed as though she was still breathing, and Diantha confirmed by putting her own nose close to the coyote's.

What's her name? Why would somebody do this? she asked the black one who went to work pressing here and there. Diantha squirmed at the sight of it. As far as she was concerned, this coyote was not worth saving, but perhaps she held some significance to the pharaoh.