Heron Lake Plateau Frontier whiskey

She continued to cry indignantly at this travesty as her brother climbed upon her, king of the mountain.  But once he arrived on top, her cries quieted.  This wasn't the worst thing in the world.  It was warm on the bottom of the pile and he stopped moving when he got up there, which meant she could maybe even go back to sleep.  Nevermind that moving in any capacity had been her idea in the first place.

Suddenly entirely unconcerned, Fenn delivered a big yawn, then nestled herself into the ground.  When she remembered that mom and food existed, there'd be a problem, but until then brother was just fine right where he was.