They aren't too spooky around here. I was hunting on Kodiak a few years ago, in the area where you can take three deer. I shot a decent 6 pointer and was in the process of skinning it with the help of my brother in law. We had our camo off and were talking and joking around and a young fork buck came trotting out of the brush right towards us to see what was going on. He waited broadside 25 yds away while I retrieved my rifle and bagged him.

The natives say that animals judge your character and give themselves to you, if they find you worthy. It seemed kind of like that.