Heron Lake Plateau Giant's milk

Fenton whined, and Phox sighed. She probably wasn't that interested at this age. Not only that, but she was getting antsy. Alright, alright, he said, relenting to her pestering. He grew a devilish grin, and nipped playfully at her. With the top of his muzzle, he nudged her, trying to throw her off balance. Might as well start them young if they were going to be fighters like their aunt.