We know there are coyote in the woods behind our house. I’ve befriended a few of them over the years and they’ve rewarded me by accepting food from my hand (I don’t recommend people attempt this without lots – LOTS! – of training).
We hear them nightly, sometimes daily, calling the pack, announcing a kill, bonding, playing. The great joy is when they bring their pups into our yard. They know it’s safe.
That, to us, is reward enough. Life knows it is safe here.
This fellow, though, is new to us.
Shy and curious in equal measure (a good blend for The Wild, we hope to see more of him as time progresses. He appears both young and single, perhaps ousted from a pack before he caused the alpha trouble.
By the way, there is no such thing as alphas in The Wild. There are dominant members and less dominant members. The lines are always quite fluid and depend on many, many factors.
Kind of like politics, isn’t it?
No, it’s exactly like politics.
Except coyotes don’t experience glee when they vanquish an aberrant pack member, nor do they rejoice.
They just go back to the way things are suppose to be.
Yeah.
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