In one encampment there lived a man - shepherd of the deer. Once the sun made him dazed, and he fell asleep. Then he woke up, made a shout to the deer, but they didn't hear him. He approached a doe, touched it and the soul of the man got into the deer. The man liked to be a deer - to run fast and to speed up further. But he lost interest. The man-deer laid down and died. A gopher was pattering near him. The man's soul indwelt the gopher. It was good to be a gopher, - everything around was so big, the stones were like mountains. But he lost interest. The man-gopher lay down and died. A raven was flying near there. The man's soul indwelt the raven. It was good to be a raven, to fly high and to see far. But he lost interest. The raven landed and died. The man's wife was walking there. The man indwelt his own wife. She went to the encampment and saw her husband sleeping. She gave him a cuff on the nape, and at once the man went out of her. His wife said: "Go! The supper is getting cool!" it is good to be a man.