This was exactly why Hephaestus didn't like exploring. He should never have left Olympus borders at all, but he could have sworn he was following Nemesis' scent trail and he'd been determined to find him. And now look at him - completely lost and wandering in circles trying to figure out just how to get back, let alone find Nemesis. Had that even been his brother's scent? He wasn't sure anymore, it had been so old. Then he'd found himself at the faint, newly laid border to another pack, but rather than howl for help or turn back he'd continued on stubbornly. He'd been raised in two different packs, had the run of both of them, and so still didn't quite understand the importance of scent markers and pack privacy. He wasn't aware of the girl stalking him, and now he had managed to get himself lost inside this territory too so he couldn't even find his way back to the border. This... this was why Hephaestus didn't go exploring.
