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I think you guys have it figured out:
It was a squirrel hunt. The year was 4,988 BC, and Mishtabala and his intrepid squirrel hunters were looking to find more Grey Squirrel tails to make for the future Mrs. Mishtabala's wedding dress to wear for the annual mass wedding ceremony, and she was an awesome find while kidnappibng future brides. Course, her father and mother had left her by the stream and called for the band of wife kidnappers to come and get her. But to make the long story short, while they were after the Grey Squirrel totem animal's tail, Mishtabala stumbled just as he let his arrow fly, and the Grey Squirrel was able to catch the arrow in flight! He carried it to the very top of the biggest Fir tree, and hid it in his den.
Many years later in a thunderstorm, the tree was hit by lightning and burned, but before reaching the arrow, the top of the tree fell, and it rained on it!
Mishtabala was a very old man by then, weary from his wife's constant nagging, and a squirrel snuck into his lodge and returned the arrow point.
So glad was Mishtabala that he set it on a newly fletched arrow and proceded to go Duck hunting. The now magic filled arrow point always found its mark, until that is, one day as Mishtabala neared his 90th winter moon.
He went on his annual Duck hunt with his Magic Arrow, and the Spirit spoke to him from the mouth of a Grey Squirrel, saying let loose your magic arrow, the longest and highest flight you can give it, and then return to the spirit world in peace and joy. One day a garden man will find it and the story will come to him from spirit gardeners all around the 4 compass points of the Earth.
The arrow flew high and far, and as it flew, Mishtabala fell asleep, and soon woke and rose in the spirit world.
Hau hiya hikanah nah hiya, haya hakanaaah