Thousands of years ago, there lived a boy called Rabbit Fur. His tribe was called the "Mohawks." They were part of "The League of Five Nations" that used to be in a place, which is now upstate New York.
One day, Rabbit Fur was out learning to hunt by himself. He would always get angry and sometimes he would start a fight with his few friends. He only had few friends for two reasons. First of all, his village was very small and there were not many children and second of all, he was sometimes mean to them. Rabbit Fur was 12 years old. He loved to eat so he hunted alone. Learning to hunt alone was very hard.
He had already killed two rabbits, and had spotted another one. It was really, really fat. Right when he had the perfect shot, another group of hunters rushed across the forest, scared the rabbit away and made the biggest sound in the world so you were sure that all the animals had ran away. Rabbit Fur hated them so much for ruining his fun. They were the noisiest group of hunters he had ever seen. He thought, "they'll never catch or kill anything in their lives."
Then it started to rain. It was another one of those storms. The kind of storm where it rained for really long. Rabbit Fur got mad again. When he returned to his longhouse, he asked his grandmother, Wind Rose, because his mother was too busy growing lots of vegetables and fruit, "What makes the storms, grandmother?"
"The great god of storms, Storm Maker. He lives on the darkest cloud, which is not that far away from us. That is why we get so many storms, my dear." So Rabbit Fur went outside. He looked for the darkest cloud. After ten minutes or so, he found it. It was on top of the highest mountain. He ran to the mountain. When he was done climbing to the top of the mountain, he was above the darkest and could see Storm Maker. Rabbit Fur screamed, "Hey Storm Maker!!"
The god answered, " Yes"
"You see the tip of that mountain? Well there is a very bad wolf that is eating everything it sees. So if you make a big storm, maybe it will stop." Rabbit Fur lied to lead the god far away so that he wouldn't get any more storms. The god believed him and replied, "O.K., it's fine with me!"
Storm Maker walked from cloud to cloud to get to the other peak. He shouted, "Where is the bad wolf? I don't see him!" Rabbit Fur paid no attention. The clouds got smaller and smaller very fast because the wind was pushing them away so the god couldn't go back.
One hour later, Rabbit Fur went back to hunting. Something was not normal. Every thing was dead. The plants were dead, the trees were dead, and the animals were gone. There was nothing to hunt. Rabbit Fur was furious.
Ten minutes later, he was at his long house. He asked Wind Rose "what is going on Grand mother"
She replied "What have you done?"
"Who me? Nothing of course." Rabbit Fur replied
"What have you done?!" she repeated louder.
"Nothing I said!"
"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!!!!!!!!!"
"OK, I'll tell you. I send the great god of storms to another peak far away so we wouldn't have anymore storms."
"WELL GO RESCUE HIM!!!!!!!!!!!! Don't you see all the plants and trees dead? Don't you see all the animals are gone? How do you think we are ever going to survive without any water?"
Rabbit fur ran as fast as he could to the far away peak could so that the god wouldn't be to mad. When he arrived, he saw the great god of storms. He was stuck on that little, tiny cloud. Rabbit Fur decided to free him from that before he fell off. By the time he got to the top of the mountain, the cloud was so small that the god barely fit.
Rabbit Fur had an idea. He was going to take the god on his back and bring him back.
When the god was back on his dark cloud he said, "Storms are good." Rabbit Fur knew exactly what he meant.
When Rabbit Fur appeared in his village, he informed everybody that he could think of about what he had done. Understood that what he had done was selfish and wrong and happy that he been able to fix it.
As Rabbit Fur grew up, he wouldn't get mad and would be very happy when there would be storms. Now there aren't as many storms and Rabbit Fur and Storm Maker are best friends.
