Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-27743663-20170116051854/@comment-7455957-20170226093245

As he was now becoming colossally bored on his own, he once again considered going inside. It was fairly quiet in there, despite low volumed chatter from the lot of them in there. Once again, Coyote stopped considering it. Any noise at all was too much. The wind blowing through the leaves here, and the gentle waves pulling at the sand amused him, giving him a faux form of Zen, prompting Coyote to take a nap. As per usual, he lay himself out on the ground stiffly, and kept his eyes open. It generally served to scare away attacks for the briefest second, which could well save Coyote's life in the right circumstance.

He began dozing outside, as he knew that if he tried to sleep later, he'd likely have to deal with ambushes from Grimm. Grimm resurfacing now would be fine, as his 'companions' were all awake, meaning they could assist if need be. At night, he'd be a sitting duck. He'd play guard dog at night, doing it in the daytime really wasn't his thing.