Dear Kristoff,
I don't really know what to say, but you did a REALLY good job helping Anna up the North Mountain. And how did you meet Sven? How is he doing now? Also, what happened to your parents?
From,
Kaitlin
Dear Kaitlin,
Well, I met Sven when I was like, three or four years old. I was with the ice harvesters for most of my life, so when one of the reindeers of theirs gave birth, they gave me the responsibility to take care of Sven along with Ebba—the wife of the man who owns the reindeer. Eventually, they gave Sven to me, and we became best friends since.
In all honesty, I don't remember my parents that much.
The other ice harvesters said, though, that they went on a journey to the mountains, but sadly had an accident of some kind that lead to their death. I'm sorry that the details are vague, but it's been so long since I heard that story. Maybe I should finally visit Ebba and ask her about my folks.
Anyway, thank you for thinking that I did a good job helping Anna. It wasn't that hard, actually, since Anna proved herself worthy in very trying times.
From,
Kristoff
Dear Sven,
Here are some carrots!
From,
Kaitlin
Dear Kaitlin,
Sven says thanks. He would have talked to you himself, but he doesn't know how to write.
From,
Kristoff
AN: Sven loves carrots as much as I love reviews! Review! :D