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As if reply to Dutch's last inquiry, a cream-and-chocolate burly form came barrelling onto the scene.

Father! Kitimat exclaimed, moving close to lick at the man's muzzle in deepest affection. It had been some time since he'd seen the man, but he knew him well—those memories from childhood tended to stick.

His tail thrashed behind him, and his eyes sparkled. He stepped back and looked at dadaji, then to Dutch and—

Katmai!

Pure joy. The youngster circled his brother and threw a foreleg over his shoulder, hoping to tackle him to the ground in boyish love.

It was the most feeling Kitty had displayed since. . .ever, really.