Ravensblood Forest Oh no! Where are they?

He had no idea what sort of life the girl before him lead, but it certainly seemed lackluster in terms of a supporting pack. Constantine kept these judgements to himself – he didn’t have time to dwell on the psychology of the world, not when his youngest sister was missing and he was scouting her out.
 
“I’m sorry,” was all he offered in the end, his ears sliding gently back to his skull. “I can take you back to my pack if you want?” It was a strange offer for him – but he did not believe his father would turn her away.
 
“But first I need to find my little sister. She ran away in the confusion with the swarm. Have you seen a young black pup? She has a blue and a green eye.” Shifting his weight, the ebony wolf studied his companion, hopeful she might have at least sighted the youthful girl