Larksong Grotto i'm going through changes

Very quickly did Josiah realize that joining a pack wasn't as easy as he'd thought. A young (yet frightful) voice pulled him up from his reclined state, rather forcing him into a submissive stance without having a chance to even see who he was submitting to. Instincts warned against raising his gaze, though Josie was awfully tempted to. I thought someone might live here, he stammered, still managing to keep his focus on the ground, Isn't this a border?, then raising his gaze an inch to motion a few feet off, I mean, I thought that maybe, but I don't know... You're blabbering, Josiah. Get to the point.

He paused for a moment to draw in a deep breath and collect his thoughts. Who knew who he was talking to? Say that this was this alleged group's leader; did he really want that to be her first impression? I, um...I thought that there might be someone here. I wanted to see about, y'know, joining. Smooth.