Sanuye yawned as she woke that winter morning. The chill of the day was already settling in and it was still morning. She crawled out of her den and looked around her home. There was still no snow on the ground, but it was still cold. She moved to her fire bit and brushed away some of the ashes. The coyote didn’t intend to spend her days at home just because it was cold. She had duties to do and she intended to keep them up seeing as she was not allowed to actually tend to the great fire yet. The hybrid moved to her companion and called him over. She rested her head on him before heading from her home to head for the woods. She did have a small axe to help gather firewood for the fire tending, a gift from her father. The female grabbed it before heading around.
Sanuye moved through the woods and looked for some shorter trees and older ones so she wouldn’t feel bad for cutting it down. She found a couple that were already laying on the ground. This was perfect. The coyote began to chop up the trees into firewood. It took a few minutes before she had gotten it all cut up. The female whistled for her companion and he jumped over her fence, racing towards her. The hybrid got the wood on the horse before she climbed onto his back. She had him walk slow so there would be no accidents. She informed him to go back home so she could drop off the axe before heading to the village.
Once Sanuye reached the village, she stopped by the pile of firewood that was used to feed the Great Fire. Here was where she was dropping off her supplies for Dawali. She felt bad for him seeing as he had to tend to the Great Fire himself. The coyote wanted to get her duties done so she would be able to help out her chief with the fire. The hybrid slid off her companion and began to pile the extra firewood onto the pile.