The other wolf would notice just as easily as Revenge did the incredible similarities between one another. The other white boy's eyes opened wider at Revenge's approach, but he was obviously as curious as Revenge himself. The Destruction was not usually one to confront other wolves, especially complete strangers. However he had to make an exception for this one, the two were almost twins. When confronted Revenge wouldn't get much out of the other boy, only a name. It was odd too because Miksa sounded kind of like Atka. Revenge would narrow his bright yellow stare, taking in a whiff of him as the other boy gave up his name. He did smell strikingly familiar to his half sister as well. "My name is Revenge. It's weird, you look a lot like me." He had no doubt that this could be a long lost brother, he had no doubt that there might be more of them somewhere out in the world too. His father had never been a reserved kind of guy. Who knows how many litters he sired. He was not a wolf of many words for the most part, and as he got to the point he wasn't sure what else to say.
"Speech"
