He comes a little bit closer
"Hmm, strange creature this is," he says to the air, hoping
someone or something will hear him.
He circles you a few times. But he doesn't notice that he has set the
grass on fire. When he can't figure out what you are, he continues
toward his destination and leaves you snoring loudly by the babbling
brrok.
He comes closer to you, staring into your strange face. Your face
isn't on fire like his is.
