Bearclaw Valley nevermore

Oh woah.  Someone was here, and that someone was... pushy.  Maia took a step back, instinctively looking around for a pack.  Bearclaw valley? Ah, no.  I'm just looking for my brother.  He has a pack somewhere close and I thought it was this way but this place doesn't look super familiar so I'm not really sure where I'm supposed to go from here.  Wow, breath.  

She took a deep one, smiling uncomfortably as the girl glared daggers at her.  Normally Maia might have been a little miffed to be getting the third degree but she did not want to mess with a pack if she'd accidentally wandered on their claim.  Sorry!  For good measure.  Hopefully friendly charm would help here?