The creatures with the big feet were making a mess in my Home Place, tossing things around and moving boulders. I decided to show them who they were dealing with. On the count of three, I told myself, I would rush from my cave and bite their feet. I plastered the most ferocious look I could conjure onto my face and counted. One…two…three. I charged into the middle of the clearing – just as the big feet left the Home Place through the portal. They were in such a hurry, I don’t think they even saw me. Or, perhaps they did glimpse my anger and decided to flee my rath!