The children cried for honey, and the mothers took little bark baskets into the woods to search for the sweet food. But they returned with empty baskets.
There was silence for several moments, then the Winter Manito laid aside his scepter of ice and said, ‘Thou art welcome.’
The Hoopoes decided the other birds were jealous and, rather flattered, gathered round the pools so that they could admire themselves in the water.
Father Badger persisted that it was more blessed to give than to keep for one's self and that food belonged to all.
The animals all said they were willing to follow and help Ojeeb, and begged him to tell them his plan.
Then it was that the gods, fearful for their safety and for the life of every beautiful thing, assembled on the bed of the tranquil River of Heaven whose waters had been dried up.