I've been meaning to reply to Kisota's posts about running through through the coyote pack. I would feel ecstatic. Such a cool experience, and a big incentive to get outside.
I'm reminded of the eastern coyote/"coywolf" pack that roamed a wooded hydro corridor near my old home in the suburbs. I went hiking there one night and interrupted the entire pack. I could hear them all around me, paws crunching on leaves. They went silent, presumably watching me. I had a heavy Maglite in my hands but didn't feel afraid. We had many indirect encounters over the years. It wasn't hard to find their den site in the spring (and I gave it a wide berth, of course) and the remains of their kills, including the head, forelegs, and spinal column of a deer. Wild turkey feathers. Rabbit fur. I would always come home covered in burrs.
I'm in the countryside right now. A wild pack was yipping up a storm last night. I should get a handsaw and a violin bow and add my voice. Will they start howling along? Does it work? SCIENCE!
"To insult someone we call him 'bestial'. For deliberate cruelty and nature, 'human' might be the greater insult."
— Isaac Asimov