“What do you want?” He growled. A wisp of smoke curled out of his mouth.”
“To leave… please,” I said uneasily.
“If I let you go, you’ll just tell other big-nosed snoopy eared humans. And then there’ll be massive packs of them all here, disturbing me and my lunches,” he roared. “I know your species. You’re arrogant, greedy little insects.”
“I won’t tell anyone—promise! Any way, what are your lunches?” I inquired, hoping that he was a vegetarian.