"So we're cruising up Parliment, and we see this guy. Skinny like a junkie, ears like wings, smoking and leaning on the liquor store window. It don't take no genius to figure something's up."
I drew this one from reference, largely because I wanted to catch those complex wrinkles at the shoulders. Then I tried to figure out why he was posing like that.
It came down to a tie between blatant sexuality or racial profiling. Since he's so unnaturally skinny, I went for the latter. I love coyotes, but as a species they are scrawny, scavenging survivors. They live on the margins of other species' territory and root through their scraps. Easy prey for cops looking for a quick bust.
