You are not going to wait for those coyotes to get any closer. Its time to run. You leave the metal disc and make for the side path. The more worn out and disused of the two dirt roads. But it has more trees you can climb for cover if it comes down to that. You seem to be in luck. The animals are not apparently following you at all. Your high is almost gone now and your really ready to get back to the party, or at least to get back to somewhere you recognize. You still don't understand how you could have left a party so full of joy and life on the edge of your city and ended up so lost in field country.