'In the Dreamtime there was a large plain where no one lived except a flock of brush turkeys. They were free to roam wherever they wanted, and they had no enemies. Life would have been very pleasant if it had not been for Old Grandfather Brush Turkey, who was still strong and vigorous, and larger than all the other birds. He had never been popular with the rest of the flock, and had withdrawn into himself, often absenting himself for long periods.' (Introduction)