And as he spoke of understanding, I looked up and saw the rainbow leap with flames of many colors over me.

You see, I had been riding with the storm clouds, and had come to earth as rain, and it was drought that I had killed with the power that the Six Grandfathers gave me.

So I took the bright red stick and at the center of the nation's hoop I thrust it in the earth.

I know now what this meant, that the bison were the gift of a good spirit and were our strength, but we should lose them, and from the same good spirit we must find another strength.