Male fairy

“I know it was you! I saw it with my very own eyes. Hmph.” He nods his head once, places his hands on his hips, and then stomps his foot. “I demand compensation! It took me years to grow that garden, so I’m going to take all those years off your lifespan. Hah! Maybe you’ll think twice the next time you go tromping around in someone’s garden.” Misla raises his hands and then waves his fingers in a whimsical manner. “Any last words?”