Blackfoot Forest fascinating

the woman stutters over her word, tongue caught upon the first sound of the word. greetings. praimfaya's ear twitches absently as she considers that it'd be a lot easier to say 'hello' or 'hi'. 'greetings' was so formal; but chides herself a moment later. she was being ridiculously petty over something entirely inconsequential. yes, praimfaya replies with a sage nod of her head. i am native to this land. born and raised for whatever it was worth. a frown tugs at the edges of her muzzle as the woman then declares that she was looking for 'siblings' — likely her own.

but 'siblings' wasn't very informative and for a second, praimfaya clearly hesitates.

what are their names? for how else was she to know if she's came across this woman's siblings in her travels?