Drums pound with the heartbeat of the Native American people... ‘Chétan!’ A piercing arrow sings with deadly accuracy from Chétan’s bow. The spirit of wolf falls to Mother Earth on the banks of the Muskegon River in Michi Gami. It is the sun of 1811. The voice of spirit wind whispers through the trees... ‘Kiesa’ Sienna fires now blaze with a vision first shown many suns past. It is a vision reflecting ponds of clear green water where beaver lives in the safety of his domain... But eagle screeches warning while his mighty wings lift on high from the river reflecting the Great Spirit’s fire. Mother Earth shakes the beauty of the woodlands with rage. Evil spirits swirl with searing flames that destroy all. The piercing gold stare of spirit wolf challenges the courage of the warrior Chétan. Red and White man stand proud. Neither yields until rivers of blood soak into Mother Earth, and the whiteness of their bones lay in silent graves... Poetic, inspired, narrated through the voice of a Shawnee Elder who sees this vision unfold from the spirit fires. Written with the beauty of a songbird’s voice, these pages carry from beginning to end the unbreakable spirit and powerful story of Native America.