Taika picked three flowers and ground it up, she put it in some milk made for young Phoenox, she offered it to Hearth.

Hearth sipped it, then spat it out and began whining.

Taika chuckled, "It's ok, the more you drink it the better it'll taste."

Hearth spun around and fell over. Then he got up, spun around again, and eyed the milk.

Taika took a small sip and licked her lips, "Yummy."

Hearth sipped again, and was about to spit it out, when he stopped and registered the taste.

Taika looked at Hearth intently, "Well?"

He swallowed, then sipped again. Soon, he was drinking it, without spilling. When the bowl was near empty, he crawled into the bowl, falling over, and licked up the rest.

Taika laughed, "Want some more?"

Hearth looked up, not understanding.