Blackfoot Forest The greatest adventure is there if you're bold

What was wrong with this chick?  Serious attitude problem with her.  If she wanted some of it, then the smart thing would have been to apologize and offer to help.  But she wasn't doing that.  Thus she was obviously screwed up in some way and needed her head examined.  Mal was feeling a good deal less charitable now as he slowly moved to try and be between her and his claimed prey.  If she was that weird, he wasn't gonna get too close.  Are you deaf? I've been following that deer, it's mine.  Mal was frustrated with her already, sure, but he wasn't glaringly aggressive or anything.  This was all facts, after all.  His deer, he just hadn't written his name on it yet.  His slow movement and hushed words were to not startle the deer, but given how long he'd taken to follow it and how easy its scent was to track... He'd be able to find it again as long as someone else didn't eat it.