Redsand Canyon Wrote my number on the bathroom wall

I don’t know who you’re talking about, Talis refuted, not that he thought she would listen. I don’t have any buddies.

Everyone was so determined to dislike him, it seemed. He bit back a sigh. He knew his kind often got a bad rap, so it wasn’t really surprising. Still, it frustrated him. It didn’t help that even his fellow coyotes weren’t necessarily friendly to him either.

She insisted he was going the wrong way. Talis was fairly certain of his position now. He’d actually seen his destination from his previous vantage point. His pale eyes squinted.

I know where I’m going, he said slowly.