Alf was worried this human could be plotting something involving the fairy village. He wanted to distract her and he had just the idea. He noticed the satchel around her waist and darted over to it squirming inside. The thief stopped in her tracks as she heard the Alf riffling around.
“Hey you, Stop that.” She cried looking toward her satchel. Before she could react, Alf emerged with a large sparkling jewel. The mischievous fey flew off with the ill-gotten prize.
“THAT’S MINE YOU LITTLE SHIT!” The rogue cried which made Alf holler back at the thief “You want it come and get it.”
Alf flew as fast as he could through the forest trying to steer the woman further away from the village. This crazy plan of his was dangerous, if that thief catches him who knows what she would do. After a while Alf appeared to lost the rogue and decided to rest for a moment.
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