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The canine tripod was still a little precautious. How was he going to like his new brother up close when before he was merely a voice? When Aramis was close enough, he stuck his nose through the fence to sniff Dartanion curiously. He still seemed nice up close. Seeing Dartanion so playful on the other side made him wish he could play with him, but he was seperated and always would be. But he didn't let that bother him right now. Deep down he was just thrilled to see someone he liked; someone who cared about him. He gave his tail a slight wag, which didn't seem as impressive compared to Dartanion's. Aramis took note of the humans standing outside keeping watch. They were discussing his behavior and how odd it was. The older wolf just paid them no mind and went back to his new brother. "Hi," he said, showing a tiny smile.

Dartanion smiled back happily, jumping up to put his front paws on the fence while standing on his back legs. "Hi! I finally get to see you! You're alot bigger than me!" He was just so thrilled to be with another animal again. He threw his head back, letting out a broken mix of a yip and first howl. Seeing Aramis look slightly confused and stick his nose through a fence hole, the younger wolf reached up and licked it, laughing a bit when the other drew back.

The two played for what seemed like hours. After Aramis began to lighten up, he and Dartanion were chasing each other up and down the fence. Aramis could only run as fast as Dartanion. At times, Aramis would try jumping over the fence, and even though it was clearly too tall for him or any wolf to jump over, the keeper would yell out, sounding as if he was afraid Aramis was going to magically make it over the fence and attack Dar. Aramis would ignore him and continue to play until it was time for the other, more social wolves to have their time together,

He hadn't wanted to go back inside when it was time. Dartanion wanted to stay, and play some more. The humans though just grabbed him and made him come inside, as well as Aramis. The pup whinned the whole way, and tried to escape once he was put inside his large cage, darting inbetween the humans' legs to run across the walkway to where Aramis was, pawing at the bars. Dartanion as soon caught though, and put back. This time he couldn't escape, and the cage door closed him in again.

Aramis and Dartanion spent every day like that together; playing when they went outside was their favorite past time, even though they couldn't physically play with each other through the fence, they still took every moment to enjoy the other's company. Pretty much, the only time they didn't talk was during meals or when Aramis had one of his seizures (which he thankfully was having less of) but everytime he was taken away, Dar would pray that his brother would return. He always would.

But when Dar was about a year and a half old, and Aramis was about two and a half years old, a new young man was working at the reserve. Dartanion and Aramis chuckled at the man's confusion when he came in to let the two of them out for their outdoor time. The man took out Dartanion and put him in his fenced area. But when the time came for the same man to let Aramis out, something else was very different. They were going a different way. Aramis was a little scared because he was never taken this way before. He didn't see any other men around, except for one who was distracted looking the other animals over. Aramis looked forward and saw an outside pen he'd never seen at this angle before. When he was set loose outside, it was when he realized he had accidentally been placed in the same fenced area as Dartanion. Deep down, he was unimaginably enthused.

Dartanion, who had been put out previous to Aramis, when the door to his pen opened, looked over. Why was his door opening again? His ears perked forward, and his maroon eyes suddenly widened seeing who then stepped out from inside. It was...Aramis? And the human hadn't even realized, and stepped back in, locking the door. Grinning, the tri-colored wolf was soon charging over. They had always wanted to get the chance to rough-house now that Dartanion was older and big enough.

Aramis grinned. He hadn't scuffled with anyone before. Or at least he couldn't remember the last time he had. He ran forward for about a body's length until Dartanion collided with him playfully. Dar managed to knock Aramis off his feet and onto the ground and started biting his belly in a gameish way. The older wolf pushed the younger one off him with his hind legs and stood up again. He stood on two feet and pounced on him, which was a bit difficult since now they were about the same size. Both of the wolves tails were wagging back and fourth vigorously as they chased, caught, rechased, and play-fought.

Dartanion managed to lick Aramis' ear, which tickled something fierce, and from that moment on, it was the tri-colored wolf who was doing the chasing. The grey wolf would only face his pursuer to coltishly bite his neck or chest, but he wouldn't dare touch Dar's legs.

At first, the humans were shocked to see the two wolves, that usually were separated, together, and feared what would happen. Thankfully the opposite was true, so they relaxed, but had someone nearby to watch them, just incase.

Uncaring really of the watchful eyes on them, the two best friends, proclaimed 'brothers', continued to run around the fenced in area, yipping and growling at each other, playfully of course. They would never hurt each other intentionally. Dartanion was sure to be careful, since the older wolf had a handicap, though Aramis didn't let it slow him down much. Eventually all the hard play tired them out, and the two paused to catch their breath. The tri-colored wolf reached over and nudged the other, chuckling, laughing harder when the other lost his balanced and toppled over.

When Dar made Aramis topple over, the second wolf laughed, but didn't feel like getting up, so he stretched himself out as if he was going to fall asleep. Dartanion then glomped the resting wolf, only resting his upper body on him to rub his head against his playmate's. Aramis felt a pain in his head again, but it wasn't Dar's fault. "Ah! Stop, stop, stop...!" The younger wolf didn't ask questions and did as he was told and then some. He got off Aramis and looked at him, worry displayed on his less-round face. Aramis thought he was going to have a seizure. He thought he was going to lose control over his body, but as soon as a human went to aid him, he felt the pain go away, and he was alright. It was then when the human watcher decided that was enough playtime for them, and planned to have them in the same pen together for as long as they lived there.

Dartanion had been greatly worried as his brother seemed to be in pain, afraid for him. Was he going to have a seizure? Thankfully, the pain faded soon enough as a human started over, much to the younger's relief. The tri-colored wolf gently nudged the other under the chin, offering support. When the human watching them figured it was time to go in, Dartanion for once agreed. Perhaps Aramis had pushed himself a bit far today. As the thre-legged wolf got back up and led inside, the second wolf waited by the door to be let it next, soon enough he was sitting back in his own cage. Still worried for the other, he spoke up. "You alright? How's your head?"

The grey wolf groaned, scratching his head against the wall of the cage. "Yeah...my head just hurts every now and again..." he took a sip of water. They were quiet for the most part, but then Aramis decided to make small talk. "So...Dar...You've never been in a pack before, have ya?"

Shaking his head, then realizing the other couldn't see it, spoke up again. "No, never. This reserve is all I know since I could open my eyes. Have you? You came from the wild after all. Do you remember it at all, what it was like?" He had always been curious about the wild, beyond the reserve.

Aramis closed his eyes and smiled. Aside from the strange wolf being the cause of having one less leg, he loved living in the wild. "Yes, I remember it all. I didn't live for very long as a wild wolf, but I know alot about it." Aramis told the story as he thought about it. His father was Jerome and his mother was Wit, the alphas of a small five-member pack. When he was born, his runt brother died and he was the only one left, so he was to be the future alpha male. The entire pack treated each other with respect, as a family, always looking out for each other, no one ever giving Jerome trouble. Throughout Aramis' puppyhood (tho at the time, he was known as Shin) more wolves gained entry to the pack. But "Shin's" favorite past time was when he would watch the pack hunt from afar with his mother. Aramis went into some detail when he came to hunting, but he realized he was rambling and paused.

"But all of that changed when my mom left me by myself in the cave...She felt something was wrong and she went to check things out...one of the new pack members pulled me out by my leg and broke it, so it was only hanging on by some flesh... They chased me, and I got away by falling into the river... And you know the rest."

Dartanion sighed at hearing the story, laying down and lying his head on his crossed paws. "Sounds like it was nice, living with your family and friends. I wish I could find out what it would be like. No cages, but freedom to do whatever I wanted." the wolf couldn't even imagine what it was like, shaking his head. "Was it strange given a different name when you came here? From being called Shin by your pack?" Since the younger wolf had been born and raised at the reserve, he only had one name, that one of the older french women gave him.