Flycatcher Downs until we go down

So this was the girl Caiaphas mentioned, the red-furred daughter of Lasher. Eilidh had never thought to have another sister, had never imagined her family would be bigger than the four siblings she'd grown up with. Now she had two more siblings, another sister and brother, to call family. The fact that the girl's mother was Rowan, the cream-colored wolf Eilidh had barely known, didn't deter her in the slightest. Family was family, and they certainly shared enough blood. The healer listened to the girl, noting her quiet, her sobs, and the way she spoke with apology thick in her voice. Casmir was never one to stay in one place, and whether this girl and her brother left their uncle, well...there was a reason.

Her open face closed when Mona asked about where she went. Her hope for a better future, the openness she wore like a cloak, disappeared. She did not want to remember what she went through, the lengths she went to protect herself, to stay alive...Away, was all she managed. Eilidh shook herself and forced a smile. Where do you live now? With your brother? She asked, hoping to pry into the girl's life in order to forget her own. Do you know where Constantine is?