Each day a surprise

The dark-furred coyote enjoyed the forest both for the ample food supply and how it blunted the worst of the blizzard he’d dealt with in the open.  Nico wasn’t picky, almost anything was on the potential meal list.  The coyote was merrily roaming the forest, tossing a rat carcass in the air, catching it, and tossing it up in the air again.  No reason food couldn’t also be used as a toy.

The coyote had a simple outlook on life.  Every day was about having fun with little concern for yesterday or overly far into the future.  The young coyote had lost sight of his bird friends while hunting but he was bound to run into them again eventually.  

"Niko"