The Finicky Behemoth

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, stop!"

Harper's eye twitched. Right before his massive frame could crush her, she clamped a hand firmly over his fluffy beak. She pulled two pieces of jerky from her Inventory and shoved them into his mouth, finally pacifying the hyperactive giant.

"You're growing so fast. Looks like you'll actually be able to fly me around soon," Harper said, rubbing the stiff feathers on Flint