Whitewater Gorge A Prince Without A Kingdom

Arrille did not notice the other until they bent down to drink. For a moment, all Arrille saw was a glimpse of white fur like his own, and believed it to be his father. 

"Fath-" He stopped himself halfway, seeing it was someone close to his own age. Who looked...very much like himself. It was almost as if the river was across from him, not at his feet. "Who..." The other looked rather accusingly over at him. And he could not understand why. "Who are you...and why do you look like me?" It was really weirding the boy out, seeing this doppleganger. He only knew of his stillborn sisters. He began to think, what if there was more his parents had not told him? Did they even know of this other boy?