Oh, how original, another feather-less creature talking at it and being rude. That’s all the featherless ones did! They mocked, they talked, they thought they could just make demands like it was nothing but a demand-granter!
It would show this one, thinking it couldn’t make anything happen. Oh, it would show this one, all right. With a honk and a sneeze and another honk, it coughed up something small and golden at the Elf. And as soon as she caught the projectile, she was gone.
Finally. Maybe now it could have some peace and quiet.