One time long ago a big Windigo stole a boy from a village, but the boy was very skinny - too thin for the Windigo to eat right away. So the Windigo decided to keep the boy, waiting for him to fatten up.
Every day the Windigo would feed the boy deer and moose that he would kill, giving him the best parts of the animals in hopes of making him fat and delicious. Every day the Windigo took a knife and would cut the boy on the hand to see if he was fat enough to eat, but the boy didn't seem to be getting fatter, no matter how much the Windigo fed him.
One day during the winter, the Windigo was having a hard time finding enough food for himself and to fatten up the boy. They came to a village and the Windigo sent the boy to the village to beg for some food. He gave the boy only so much time to go there and back. The boy told the people of the village that the Windigo was near them, and showed them his hand where the Windigo cut him to see if he was fat enough to eat. The people told the boy to stay there. Soon, they heard the Windigo calling the boy. He said to the boy " Hurry up so that I may fatten you up more!''
The warriors from the village went out and attacked the Windigo. They figured he was dead, but after thinking about it the warriors went back to check if he was truly dead. When they got back to where they had attacked him, they found that the Windigo wasn't dead. He was eating part of his own hand!! The warriors asked the Windigo if he tasted good, and he said "You bet I do. I have eaten many Ojibwe and they have made me tasty"
The warriors then attacked him again and this time they cut him to pieces so that he was truly dead. The boy lived with the people who saved him and he eventually grew up to be a fine, fat man.