I live out in the country. In ranch land in fact, and the feelings out here about coyotes are often rather negative. They are an interesting animal, and are rather wily if I may. In urban and suburban areas they can become bold, stealing small pets, and even approaching humans to beg. I once had encounters with a coyote that would walk in front of slow moving cars to stop them so that it could have its picture taken and beg.
Out here in the country however, they are much more skittish, running off at the slightest movement or sound. They have to, their lives depend on it. Ranchers shoot these marauders to protect their sheep. Llamas and sheep dogs only work to a point, especially during lambing season, so the ranchers patrol their borders with lead and steel.
I see them sometimes, distantly in a field or wandering the shoreline. When I see them in a more wild state and habitat than the ranches and the suburbs, they are a different animal, one that intrigues me and draws me on. They can be a beautiful animal, with intelligence behind their eyes.
They definitely do not have the mass that you see in a wolf, often feeling lanky (almost appearing undernourished because of their natural build). Their reddish to straw colored coats blend into the grassy territory that they hunt.
Their natural prey is a combination of small rodents, rabbits, amphibians, reptiles, and scavenging. From their diet you would not guess at the bearing and presence that you can see in their eyes. They are hunters, predators.