xilethegunner

A very long time ago, Coyote had a beautiful wife who had passed away before it was her time. Late at night, Coyote went down to the river to cry out his sorrows, when his friend, Crow, saw him crying and flew down. Crow and Coyote have always been friends, and to this day, you will sometimes see them together. “I know why you’re crying”, said Crow. “Your wife is dead.” “It is not only that”, Coyote said through his tears. “She died too fast for her spirit to have left her body at its own pace. She should not have died yet.” Crow, being Coyotes friend, shared his grief and cried with him, and soon Coyote spoke up, “I’m going after her. I am going to find the land of the dead and bring her back.” “How can you expect to make it there? You will get yourself killed!” cried Crow. “I thank you for voicing your concern, but my medicine is strong, and I know I can make this journey. And besides, if I do not make it, who will?” “I have faith in you”, said Crow, “But still, I will go with