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Coyote’s Tale: The First Sip of Fire Water

But he never refused it if it was offered.

“You look like you swallowed a porcupine,” said the crow. Coyote-s Tale. Fire Water

“Ha!” he howled. “I am the smartest creature in all directions!”

“That,” he said to no one, “is fire water .” The People of the Sweet Springs kept the fire water in clay jars sealed with pine pitch. They said it was not for drinking—not really. It was for visions. For ceremonies. For speaking to the Grandfathers who lived beyond the Milky Way. Coyote’s Tale: The First Sip of Fire Water

In the old days—before the rivers learned to bend, and when the stars still whispered secrets to the wind—Coyote was hungry.

Because Coyote is a trickster, and tricksters don’t do never . They just get better at pretending they’ve learned. In Indigenous oral traditions, “fire water” is an old metaphor for alcohol—something that gives a false warmth, then takes more than it gives. The Coyote tales aren’t warnings in the strict sense; they’re mirrors . Coyote is the part of us that knows better and does it anyway. “I am the smartest creature in all directions

Coyote was hungry for more .

“You’re drunk, brother,” said Badger.