Fancy Free, family tree broke

The pup said all Coyotes could talk and Sparrow rolled her eyes, "Not the one's I've-" the thought died on her tongue momentarily, "Fought. None of them talked other than peeing their pants and running away." Sparrow was not about to explain coyote ball or sport killings or any of that right now.

He moved on to talk about not bringing enough for all the siblings and his reasoning was that they didn't play with him. Sparrow stifled a laugh, "Careful, they're just as apt to take you as their next meal as they are to have you as a playmate." It wasn't entirely an empty warning. She didn't think many of her pups had it in them to kill something that spoke to them, nor would she want them to flippantly, but she couldn't put it past them- she'd killed coyotes before and even talking to this one now she couldn't find it in her heart to feel guilty.

Nico finally dropped the sad puppy act and had his reasonings on why she didn't fall for it. "I'm not a sucker, I'm a King. Besides, I don't think a ton of wolves would pour too much pity on a coyote if I'm honest. Something something 'sticking to our own kind' or like 'earning your place' or they'll help you but they'll be all 'we're such good people for helping you' and get all bloated in the head. Not really worth the trouble of it."