He tore a huge cocoon of leaves that he stole from the custodian of the forest, in it sat you, a magical creature that was to be the successor to the custodian of the forest, he saw you as the source of his future power and authority and he needed to bind you to him.

Malah watched you sit in a pile of leaves and gently stroked your head, trying to tame you, but his eyes were cold. "There you are...oh.. so many leaves. I'm tired of bugging you..."