Mount Apikuni the secret of the fox

Autumn turned around to a friendly yip, almost thinking it was another fox. Instead it was a small tan coyote topped by black. Autumn couldn't tell that it had any wolf roots. Hey there! I'm Autumn. What's yours? She called out fondly before hopping down a few ledges and walking forward a few feet to greet the coywolf with a broad, friendly smile that reached her dull orange eyes speckled with bright honey.