You transform into wolf form, figuring the best thing is to track down the pack's most vulnerable, it's future. You head off, going at a full run for a bit until you can catch their scent, then follow along their path, keeping an ear out for trouble as you do.
You come to a cave and can hear them, softly crying in the dark. You head inside and after your eyes adjust you see the mothers comforting the cubs as best they can. They've lost so much for ones so young, mothers, fathers, grand parents. You resume human form and they all look to you.
The eldest mother approaches you, "you are the only protector to find us, everyone else is captured or dead. We need to get to safety, where should we go?"
The knowledge that you're the only thing left protecting your pack sends your gut churning, and you feel the weight of the next choice.