From her bedside table she took her small water bottle and drained it. As she did, she remembered the bedwetting alarm she hated and had taken out and dropped on the floor by her bed when it had awoken her. She silently cursed at it as she finished the water, deciding to forgo the alarm that had already woken her once this night, too late to do any good.
She snuggled under her thick blankets and in moments was again deep in slumber.
Thrapp… thrapp…
Mirka woke to the sound of the knock on her door. She poked her head out from under her covers. “What?” she said sleepily.
Her father, Vergen, opened the door and said, “The weather’s looking good and it’s time to go around and check the weather stations. Mom can get a chance to get away, so we’ve decided to go for a solstice run up the the ice cap. Do you want to come?”