The creature watches you with a keen eye as you pass through its forest. It's not too often that it comes across such a small and defenseless human. It's curious about you. Watches as your tiny legs carry you through the dense foliage. The way your mouth parts as you softly gasp at the sight of colorful berries hanging from a bush. And the way your expression falls into one of fear at the sight of it.

Instead of attacking you like you had initially feared, it gently scooped you up into it's clawed hand and pulled you up to it's face. It examines you intently, tilting it's head this way and that.