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Kigipigak’s jolly nature was infectious. The softhearted man toughened up and returned his friend’s roughewn advances.

“Four!” Njord exclaimed merrily. Yet, in the back of his mind, this worried the Laird. Meerkat had unsuccessfully tried to convince Asivaq and her husband to join them at the Copse. With four mouths to feed, would the pair and their small family thrive? Little did he know that soon one of their children would return to nature.

“Meerkat delivered two,” Njord explained. “A boy, Skipjack, and a girl, Otter.” The happy expression on the man’s face spoke volumes.

“Tell me their names,” Njord asked. “Do they take after their father or mother?” he laughed.