"I don't think I'd like it, this etiquette," Coyote said with a mild yawn. "I will avoid it."
Standing, he trotted towards Artemis. As he drew up beside her, he went up on his hind legs then stretched upward with his front paws. Coyote felt his body lengthen and grow broader. Within just a few seconds, he stood as a man beside her, now taller than she was. It was easier to talk this way when he was closer; he wouldn't have to constantly look so far up to see her face.
"But back to what we are having for dinner," he grinned broadly. "What are we having for dinner?"