Cricket Creek Bog The world don't speak for us

Kiwi was set to continue when Colt called the hunt off, and she whirled on him, incensed.  Who did he think he was?  This was her hunt to lead, and just because he was old didn't mean he got to overrule her.  She bared her teeth and stiffened.  

I'm leading this hunt, not you, she growled, far smaller but definitely ready to throw down.  She did not see his comment as a mentor, but as someone who wanted to snag the lead for himself because he didn't think she was old enough to do it.  She'd show him.... just let him try and push it.  I didn't say we could give up.  

She noted that the other two had already stopped back, and her hackles lifted.  She was not about to go home empty handed.