The boy’s name was Nezahualcoyotl (Nez-ah-wal-CO-yot), or Hungry Coyote, and whether or not he was witness to the killing of his father, it was certainly emblazoned in his consciousness. He fled and hid in Tlaxcala (Tlash-CA-la), a town to the east that was not under Azcapotzalco’s sway. It seems to have been there that Itzcoatl’s emissaries came looking for him years later, during the great political crisis.
