“Mercy is not a proper Indian name."..........."Rash Coyote Who Runs With Wolf. We could shorten it to Dinner Woman.”

“One wonders who knows more about the coyote, the zoologist who is able to study its external habit and dissect its cadaver or the Indian medicine man who identifies himself with the “spirit” of the coyote?”

“People could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep.”

“So what do wolves do to date?” Nick asked.“We don’t date,” Vane said. “When a woman is in season, we fight for her and then she picks who mounts her.”Nick gaped. “Are you kidding? You don’t have to buy her dinner? You mean you don’t even have to talk to her?” He turned to Acheron. “Dayam, Ash, make me a wolf.”

“She was right. After all, if she herself had wondered whether she was Indian enough -- she, who had always been to me a sort of epitome of Indian -- then who could be? Who could claim the sole right or way to an identity?”

“Wolves eat cats for dinner. By God, I wanna be a wolf.~Kane Tyler~”