Sleeping Dragon identity

colt hadn't forgotten that this was meant to be her job. but he would not pass up the opportunity for a kill. coyotes often guarded carrion, something he and indra could easily take.
the tree cover thickened, then opened into a small clearing blocked by the high stone face of the mountain on the other side.
a coyote stood there, circling, panting. it turned with a frightened yelp to see the wolves. colt's lips sharpened into a cold grin. "well there. lunch if anythin.'"