I think that we, the Invisible People, invented this, but the white man made it easy to sit on their fat hides. Hides made of what we hunted for food, and hides for our teepees.
We were a proud nation. We enjoyed the hunt for totonka, and our villages would often walk into the dangerous lands of many nations, but we were the Invisible People, and the nations to which we warred at times could not see us. The totonka could see us. Their herds moved in the night... sometimes to the northland, sometimes to the southland, or to the east or to the west, and we followed them. Other nations followed totonka also. The totoka would leave enormous kolunka on the plains.
At night, we would gather totonka kolunka and set it to fire, and then as we sat eating what we hunted, we would tell stories to one another speaking loudly through the fire. I told the stories of the great totonka that was born of the mountain spring, and others about giant fish.
I can not understand white man Fire Story. We tell our Fire Story outside until the morning when the fire dies, but white man, who lives in caves of many smaller caves, brings in the totonka kolunka, does not set it to fire and listens to its story.
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