"Coyotes aren't meant to be out on their own," he says, aware that he's mistepped but intent on pushing forward. The look he gives her now is flat and sincere - honestly, he has no idea how social an animal the coyote might be, but the details are less important than the end result right now. The longer he stands here with her, knowing who and what she is, the more unthinkable it becomes to let her vanish again. "Neither are wolves."