The goblin child sat on a tree root and pouted. “That wasn’t very nice!” he shouted at the wind.
The wind whooshed a little.
“It was greedy you know! You stole all of the pretty leaves and now there isn’t any left for anyone else!”
The wind gave a mournful whistle.
“Of course I forgive you.” The goblin child sighed. “But you have to learn to control your temper.”