"There was standing in the shade a very special shelter known as Baṉakaka. The great Serpent Wittitj and her children sang the traditional songs, dancing and singing in the doorway, celebrating their beloved homeland and their Country, fulfilling their duty.

Suddenly, a pigeon landed and called, “Buk, buk, buk, buk, buk.” The bird landed onto the Baṉakaka. The great Serpent Wititj was asleep, and the pigeon landed on top of the Serpent’s head and started talking. The pigeon was gently calling the west wind, saying, “Buk, buk, buk,” calling toward the west wind to fall on the Serpent.

A nice, cool wind blew from the bottom of the earth, from the edge of the horizon; the wind came dancing, coming in from the west. The west wind blew sweetly again, and it blew against the Nakutjpi wind, the Winirri wind, the Dhararrarra wind, and the Gurruwurru wind. Quietly signaling to each of them was the pigeon. Gently, the Bärra west wind came blowing, and the wind also went through to Natjitjpa and caressed Nhumunba, Gaḏiḏi and Barraratjpi. Gayarrpar, the west wind, then spread along to many Dhuwa moiety places all over the top end of Arnhem Land, every Dhuwa place that today shares the culture, the songs of all those places that are mentioned—as, I, Jason Guwaṉbal, am speaking of—mentioning the people of all clans and tribes from the Dhuwa moiety: Dhupuḻa, Dharmitjpi, Dhalarrambarr, Yilkuy-Ŋumi, Guruwana, Garrawanaŋu, Ḻiḻipiyana, Maḻimaḻi, Dururrŋa, Yapayapa, Manybunurru, Gätata.

And the wind also went to Garuma, it blew at that place the west wind, the Bärra wind, Gumumuk, Yarrwiyarrwi, over at Djipala and Djirparri, the wind spread to those places because of a little pigeon calling for it to come while sitting on top of the Serpent. A little pigeon called the west wind to blow."

– GUWAṈBAL GURRUWIWI