Blackfeather Woods you look awful

Soon Ares had company, though it wasn't his sister Nemesis. Rather it was a boy, younger than him but much taller. The boy was massive actually, the closer he got the more Ares realized it. He actually looked quite a bit like Nem, and it made Ares wonder if this was her boy. His nephew. He looked the boy over for a moment, studying his posture. Clearly the other male was in a high position, so Ares forced himself into a bow, his thick black tail tucked under him. He aimed his fiery gaze at the fur beneath the other male's head, careful not to make eye contact

My name's Ares, I'm Nemesis's younger brother. He stated simply, not implying much other than what he said. Whether or not this boy was his sister's son, he wasn't her. And Ares really wanted to talk to Nemesis.