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14 Now everyone—the children and their parents—squeezed
into the lodge. They had made the lodge extra big that summer,

for visitors. For the first time, it was packed entirely full, but
there was enough room for everyone. Even the Angry One
found a space to sit. He glared from a little spot against the wall.
Together, they ate rich venison soup from the shallow birchbark
makakoon they’d brought along with them. Two other men
5
squeezed in, important men. Old Tallow entered, huge and

rangy and smelling of wolf. She settled herself while outside her
ferocious dogs stood guard, unmoving and alert even in the
pelting rain. Each of Old Tallow’s feet seemed to take up as
much space as a small child, but Omakayas didn’t mind. Warily,

but completely, she loved the fierce old woman.

5 makakoon (mah-kah-koon): containers of birchbark folded and often stitched
together with basswood fiber

ferocious Something that is ferocious is very fierce, mean, and violent.

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