Hushed Willows the rocks in the hills are covered in gold

The coywolf was almost always ready for some movin' — what else was he gonna do with these legs? He picked one up as if in demonstration, only to set it down again when he was questioned. Dusty Rose did an admirable job then of keeping a straight face.

"Big-ass bird lizards," he supplied, burying the bone with one last little pat-pat. He straightened, turning to face Reverie more fully. "You don't see them much, these days. We oughta count ourselves lucky."

With anyone else, he would've talked about their fire-breathing qualities — but he wasn't altogether sure Reverie wanted to think about fires.