After a while, the buffalo wandered off across the prairie, and Wolf and his friends followed them. Coyote moved into the cave all the animals had come out of, figuring it must be a fine large place. It turned out not to be such a deep cave after all, and Coyote never could figure out how all those other animals got into it.
Coyote spent a lot of his time telling stories to any animals who would listen, mostly about how wise and important he’d been during the creation of the world. Even Coyote knows that stories are the way everyone comes to understand how the world works. Since the only stories the other animals knew were the ones Coyote told them, everyone agreed that he was the greatest person in the world. For a long time that kept Coyote happy.