He went and when he was at the top, he saw a great, round lodge. There was no door and there was no top to it. Near it was a large cedar tree and in the tree was a huge nest made of dried bones. In the nest was a huge egg. A voice in the lodge roared and said, "Who is this that dares to come near me?"

"I am Okaga, the son of Tate, and I go with my brothers to make the directions," said Okaga.

"Pass on, but do not pause on the mountain," roared the voice.

"My brothers, come," called Okaga and he passed quickly over the mountain. The brothers came curiously and peeped at the top. Then they cautiously stepped on the top.

"Who is this that dares to come near me?" roared the voice in the lodge.

"We are Tate's sons and we go to the edge of the world to make the directions," said Yata.

"Pass on, Tate's sons but do not pause on the mountain."

They went and when they came by the tree, they stopped and stared at the nest and the egg. They stared at the lodge and a swallow came from it and said, "Sons of Tate, why do you pause on the mountain?"

"When we saw the great round lodge, we were afraid of Ibom, the storm," said Yata.

"That is the lodge of Wakinyan, the Winged One, and I am his messenger," said the swallow. "Pass on."

Lakota Myth, p. 81