Her children were growing. Faster than she anticipated, Too many times she hadn't got this far with them but now, she has.
They could see! They chirped and bumped her with her nose and begged her for food, and she happily supplied them with all.
She'd never berate her young; no matter what they did to her, her last words to them would be I love you.
She loved Hashut for bearing her with a strong and fruitful brood.

She picked up @Leshen, and dropped him outside the den, closely followed by @Arwen.
She emerged from her den with her brood, calling for Hashut to come to her as she encouraged her beautiful two to walk and explore; of course standing guard against anyone, anyone, who would want to hurt them.
If they even tried, Vanity would not hesitate to throw herself into them and rip out their throats, Warlord or Mate.