The Chase

To your sorrow, the saleslady and the boy's mother are unappreciative of your gift. Now werecoyotes themselves, they charge at you, their eyes offering a glimpse of the hatred that they bear for you. Far from stupid, you know to run for your life.

"Think of the great power that you have, now!" you yell back at them. Growls issue in response, and you look every which way for a safe hiding place. Then, to your surprise, the little boy pipes up on your behalf.