Once there was a wise chief named Beavertail. He had a beautiful wife named Oakleaf. When Beavertail was old, Oakleaf gave birth to a baby boy.

The boy was named Tochikam. He soon grew to be a fine young man. One day Tochikam’s father took him aside and told him that before becoming chief he must go out into the wild and make his offering to the spirits.  He refused,  saying it was a waste of provisions.  His father was very upset.  Soon after,  Beavertail died.

Tochikam was heartbroken, but he still refused to do as his father had said. Tochikam became a noble chief, but always misfortune seemed to befall the tribe. The previous year, three of the strongest hunters had been lost in a storm. Tochikam was married,  and he soon discovered news that she was with child.

Tochikam's wife was named Willow and Tochikam loved her dearly. When Willow was fifteen, she was killed by a stray wolf. Tochikam was furious and set out to kill the wolf. While standing over the wolf's scraggly body, Tochikam had a vision. A white wolf emerged from the trees and told him to give his offering to the spirits, then bury the wolf’s body at the base of the highest mountain.

Tochikam did as the wolf said and where the body had been there rose up a mighty willow tree. From the tree there descended a beautiful girl. The girl was named Kohtimo. Tochikam raised her as his own and good fortune blossomed in the tribe.