Blackfeather Woods I think I need help

The howl sent a bolt of terror through her, urgent and frightened as it was. She dropped the clump of aromatic greenery she carried in her mouth, heedless of where it scattered, and stumbled down the path, headed toward the call. Maegi found Moonshadow, Jakoul, and Rowan at the other end, sniffing, sniffing, panic in their faces. She caught bits and pieces of the conversation—

Coyote — Falling Star — Blood —

Her throat was tight as she spoke. We'll find him, she said automatically, forgetting that she couldn't promise anything — they all left, they all died — I'll try and track down the coyote. Is Moonshine here; is she safe? Is—

Gods, where were her own children? Anansi, Sakhmet. . .Sobek, fuck, she hadn't seen Sobek in some time. . .

Sobek took over her brain suddenly, callously, and Falling Star was all but forgotten in her sudden hysteria. Has anyone seen my children? My babies? Did you pick up their scent? Sobek? she asked frantically, selfishness taking over.