Sleeping Dragon Doppleganger

^Double post

Years of living with his sister, the only wolf more quiet than him, had given him a 6th sense that tingled through his spine when a wolf was watching him. That, and the wind had brought the female's scent towards him (but he would never admit that). Hush was confused. She was of his pack and they were all friends (or at least acquaintances) here. Why didn't she come forth and greet him like a normal wolf? He was used to Quiet's silent creepiness, but this was different. A pack wolf should be comfortable greeting her own.

Turning away from his task, he faced the watcher with a confused face as he finally saw her russet pelt...which matched his own. Minus his husky-eyes and coyote-muzzle and wiliness, she was more of a twin to him than Quiet was. It unnerved him. Why did she look exactly like him? Apprehensive, he chuffed softly in greeting, hoping she would break the silent tension that formed when one saw their own doppleganger.