Deepwood Weald I hopelessly, helplessly, wonder why

She is still confused by his sudden mood change, wondering what about her previous boasts triggered him. She had no qualms when it came to things such as this, but it was obvious to her that not everyone was a pirate like her, fierce and wild. No, this kid probably never killed outside of a rabbit before, if not a deer. She snorted, still making no apologies for anything she had said. Shrugging, she let him go, knowing that was his true reason anyway. Oi'll keep scoutin' out 'ere, She said, her nose returning back to the ground to search for more clues, letting the kid run away.