He knew all of this.
S-so how did I getted here? Titan looked around timidly unable to recognize his surroundings. He thought he'd been going the right direction, but obviously the dark boy had been very wrong. This was the wrong forest,and the scents of his pack mates were no where to be found.
The shadowy young lad had chased a butterfly out of the main den out into the woods. It was that bright yellow flying creature that evaded his every attack. In the end Titan had been thwarted by the swift creature as it flew just out of his reach. Then on his way back down the young pup tripped and fell into a muddy puddle. Horrified by the sticky stuff clinging to his small legs and dark fur, Titan waddled out onto the bank and tried to rub against a tree to get the smelly mud off. It didn't work that well, and in the end he stood there suddenly frightened of his surroundings shivering with mud up his legs and over his belly.
That was when he decided to find his way back. The woods looked like the kind that were outside of the cave den. He did not know how large the forest where his mothers territory lay really was. Nor did he realize that he was headed in the complete opposite direction from Whisper Caverns borders.
The pup had walked for a very long time at first confidently through the willows. However as the hours passed by Titan found himself growing more and more scared at every strange scent and sound that the forest exposed to him.
"Momma.. Maaaammaaaaa... I wand to go home. Mammaa.." The calls echoed tiredly from the young Thorbens muzzle as he staggered along straight towards what might be his saving grace. Willow Ridge borders were close. However his calls wouldn't just bring wolves to him.
Titan did not know how much danger he could be in.
Accept no defeat, surrender retreat...