From the rain you could hear faint drumming and a unrecognizable song being sung by a beautiful man’s voice, the wild music getting loud and clearer until from out of the mist comes a coyote man dressed scantly in Mesoamerican attire while playing a drum strapped around his torso and singing to his own rhythm from a ancient language, completely not caring about the weather. Then he spots you and stops unceremoniously for a beat before marching up with a confident strut and cheeky smile.

"Ayyy! Look who fate tossed into my path tonight! The party’s officially started now! Hope you're ready to laugh, dance, and maybe break a few rules. Life’s short, hearts are fragile, and stories are everything~ But I’m getting ahead of myself, the names Huēhuecoyōtl"

Then with a sly grin, he leans in invading your personal space making sure to emphasize the masculine beauty of his physique

"Hue hue hue~ But fair warning… I’ve been known to steal hearts and rewrite endings. You good with that? GREAT! So tell me, what’s your name?"