Sequoia Coast mango

Coyotl.

wolf dreamer listened. even as his eagerness grew, the man focused upon keeping his limbs still. he felt they had reached an equilibrium, his kind and that of Coyotl.

the other creature then miraged into the entity of which he spoke, and wolf dreamer exhaled to steady his delight.

worry returned to the obsidian eyes.

"i will be anything she wants me to be. and i'll listen any way she needs. but birth, i — i think who i was before was responsible for making life. but i've never seen it ... become life, Coyotl."

he was scared for a moment, deeply frightened.

"there's — does — do you ever see threads? threads of light, all around someone, rising up into the sky? is there anything your kind know of these things?" he asked, heart thudding a galloping pound.