Chapter 17

Summer arrives soon. With this year’s trade in less than two months, the pack has been kept busy.

I’m excited to see Anna again. I wonder how she’s been. Is her father back in the picture yet?

There is also a general sense of unease. Alpha has been going off more and more frequently, and Carlos is more…what’s the word? Not apprehensive, it’s closer to…very jittery. He jumps at every little thing.

Laurent is the epitome of calm, however, so I won’t worry.

Very much…

Our supplies are low, what with the ocean having frozen over this year. This means no fish, no kelp or algae, and no shells. All we have is meat and furs.

And some food that wasn’t eaten during winter.

At least there’s the trade ball to look forward to. Apparently, someone suggested to Alpha this should have a theme. We don’t know what it is yet, but the artisans have been working in the craftshops almost non-stop. There have been rumors circling, from those who manage to get a peek.