Once upon a time there was a Wolf, and the Wolf walked first.  When the Wolf grew hungry, felt the First Empty Belly, the Wolf howled a song of fleet feet and fat flanks, and breathed Life into the Caribou and the Elk and the Hare.  Wolf ran his prey down in the cold, cold snow and washed his muzzle to the eyes in hot, hot blood, and all was well in the world.

Once upon a time there was a Crow, and the Crow walked first.  When the Crow grew hungry, felt the First Empty Belly, the Crow called to the East Wind and the West Wind, and whispered Life into the Wolf.  Wolf ran his prey down in the cold, cold snow and washed his muzzle to the eyes in hot, hot blood, and Crow followed Wolf with her sharp, sharp eyes and buried her beak into flesh, and all was well in the world.

Once upon a time there was a Fox, and the Fox walked first.  When the Fox grew hungry, felt the First Empty Belly, the Fox told a story of the stunted willows and the high, dark places, and spoke Life into the Crow, who in turn whispered Life into the Wolf.  Wolf ran his prey down in the cold, cold snow and washed his muzzle to the eyes in hot, hot blood; and Crow followed Wolf with her sharp, sharp eyes and buried her beak into flesh; and Fox followed Crow with his wide, wide grin and got more than his fair share, and all was well in the world.