Hushed Willows Paint me me like one of those french girls

She looked over to the muddled patch of greenish purple that now stained her left paw from mushing chamomile and another herb that's name seemed to escape her mind, this was something for sleep and relaxation. "Lavender! she spoke in excitement,  it was lavender. The moment she though of it she crushed a few delicate petals along her for paw, on the top. She winced at the abuse of such a gentle flower but she waa curious. 

A plae line of purple seems to stai her fur there. Oh, oh, oh! This could be fun! What if she turned her entire body this color, what would her sister say. 

Speaking of her sister. "VIVI!" she bounced to her mostly twin, rubbing her unlavender colored body along her side. Nuzzling under her chin. She would look pretty in lavender or green..