Definitely sounds like faery!
I was blinded to see that faeries meant many different types of beings. Not just little people with wings who looked like or similar to the ever popular Disney faery "Tinkerbell" (nickname: Tinker B.) Suffice to say...ahem...that I realized after getting this wonderful deck (By Brian Froud) that faery includes elves, halflings, gnomes, brownies and many other types of "small" people. After living with faeries in my home for as long as I have, I've come to know that most faeries are playful, witty, and some will help you, some will "stop" you, or trip you. Most of what they do will be to "help" you in some way, but their way of "helping" may not always be your idea of "help". Really, it's up to them to do what they want to do to us, and it's up to you on how you want to interpret what has happend.
I'm extremely busy with my 3 young children (all at home). There is no ending to the laundry and the dishes, not to mention the constant clutter and toys that always need to be picked up (sometimes i wish i could just chuck it all in the garbage and be done, but that would break my children's hearts too much, so I put up with it). Anyways, one day, I had just finished picking up the living room, so there were no toys or clothes, or baskets, or anything else in the way. Someone knocked on my door and I was just finishing up cleaning the dinner dishes. I quickly dried my hands and made a dash to the door. It literally felt like my foot caught on something, my ankle made a loud "POP" noise and I fell into the couch with the rest of my body. It hurt to stand, but I limped over to the door and opened it up, and let my friends in. The next day, I went down and had it looked at as I couldn't get up without it hurting, and I wanted to make sure I didn't break it. Found out that it was a spranged ankle, and that I should stay off my feet for the next 2 weeks as much as possible keeping it wrapped in an ace bandage. Well, I was asking for some assistance with the kids and a break from all of it...I decided it was a faery who tripped me, so this would all happen. Sure enough family and friends came over to help out, make dinners, help with the kids, get them bathed, etc while I relaxed on the couch. Not exactly the idea I had in mind when I wanted a "break" (I didn't mean to literally break my ankle, and so it didn't, but darn it, it felt as though I had) and to "relax" (although I was in some pain at least for the first few days) and have someone else take care of the kids (this certainly happend, it was either someone else do this, or I'd drop them, there was no way I could lift a 25lb baby up and down, in and out of his crib).
Just thought I would share a personal story on how the fae "helped" me out once upon a time...lol. Bless them, how I love them so!
Sagitarian