AKA: Atn'yalhu, Flint Coat, Gennonsgwa, Nvyvnuwi, Otneyarheh, Ronongwaca, Strendu, Stonish Giants, Thunenhyarhen

Tribal affiliations: Iroquois, Huron, Seneca

Skunny-Wundy (which means Cross-the- Creek) was an average man in every way, only standing out because of his incessant boasting. Everyone knew him well, as he always interjected into other’s conversations, bragging about his great bravery. Skunny-Wundy would muse about all the courageous things he had done and would do, until people begged him to stop. There was only one thing he loved more than bragging, and that was playing tricks on people.

Near Skunny-Wundy’s village, there were numerous, terrible creatures: monster-bears, flying heads, horned serpents, aquatic beasts that would grab passersby, and, the most frightening of all, giants made of rock. One day, after a particularly unbelievable boast, the old chief challenged him, “Are you not even afraid of the Flint Coats?”

Skunny-Wundy laughed, “I’ll destroy any Stone Giant that dares to fight me. There’s no warrior greater than I! If-” Slowly, quietly, everyone slunk away, leaving him standing alone, shaking his stone hatchet,…