Widewind,
When he was a young boy learning how to fly, the older Indian boys picked him and made fun of him. He felt something growing inside and tried to keep it at bay, but one day, could no longer do such. He engaged all three in wide flat turn as onlooking tribal elders on the ground gazed in amazement and wonder as the wind from his majestic flying swooshed across their weathered faces. In short work, he pwned all three of the older Indian boys and sent them running home crying.
From that day forth, he was known as WideWind, and the legend was born.
