Greatwater Lake And I risk it all for this life we choose

The man stopped and, once Wraen had caught up with him, she could have a better look at the supposedly-Burke. The likeness was striking, as if someone had taken the old man with the faded fur, added colors, where it was necessary and intensified the effect. Yet he was not the same, for he did not know her and unfortunately she had no idea, why this guy was so, so similar to the other one back in Tindome.

"Oh, hi," she said, feeling a little embarrassed now and looking for words to say. "I thought, I thought you were someone I knew. You do look very alike another wolf I have met before. I am Wraen, by the way. What is your name?"