Yep, your right. I had a young sika stag I could not locate and twice I went through a small patch of thick scrub and both times when I got out into the open, he squealed at me. The third time I got almost to the edge, made a heap of noise walking out and backtracked sitting off to the side of where I had walked. The stag knew something was up but couldn't work it out, he was almost crawling keeping low as possible when he appeared 5 meters away. He saw me and froze, soon as I moved he was gone. That bloody cunning bugger was following me and I stalked that area thinking I was on to it, but goes to show he had the better of me.
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