Hawk takes flight from the black branch of a dead Live Oak.
Coyote takes note.
The deer, two does and a young buck, are indifferent to the lone coyote.
It’s rutting season.
Coyote breaks into a near silent trot along a well-worn trail in the tall blond lifeless grass. He is a little under-weight. His front right paw was infected from a fox tail for almost a month. The pain and inflammation have finally subsided and he feels like running.
Hawk sees rabbits on a far hillside.
The luxury of indifference is not an option for rodents on the ground.
Coyote triangulates the coordinates necessary to locate the nearest rabbit.