But it was difficult to find them, and most made trappers did not share their secrets between each other. "Why help the competition!", as they said, so when he saw a mewling fae on the grass, crying its eyes out, he thought it was finally his LUCKY day.
"Oh, boy!" He thought to himself, "An unsuspecting idiot! This'll fetch a great price! Alive and all!"
Quickly, he took out the glass jar and popped it upside down upon the tiny creature, who did not even seem to notice him coming to do so from its front. Grinning from ear to ear, he was already thinking of the wealth he was going to score when suddenly he felt the hair stood on the back of his neck.
It was all too late by the time he realized that he was the one baited to a trap, and not the other way around.