Hephaestus heard the call and wondered at it. Wasn't it coming from a good ways outside the pack's claimed lands? For long moments he remained in his reclined position, considering whether or not he was expected to go, but finally came to the conclusion that yes, she was calling for the entire pack which would in theory include him. He finally stretched his way up to his paws and moved toward the call. He was clearly going to be late as it was, so finally he shifted into a heavy lope. The call was coming from the canyon outside of Olympus'... Yfir's territory, and his gaze slipped around with interest as he came upon the group. He wasn't much for exploring, but there was so much here that was different than the territories of either of the two packs he'd grown up in that it managed to catch his interest. The alpha didn't seem to have begun to speak so perhaps he wasn't really late - though that was merely a vague thought in the back of his mind as he plopped down beside his siblings and continued to crane his copper-marked face around to see everything.
