Sun Mote Copse Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme

Before she had a chance to respond to Wraen, her third pup came stumbling out of the den and fortunately, was slowed down by the brightness. She made a small sound that likely came across as light exhasperation as she picked up Alyx and promptly set her next to her twin, right in front of the den's entrance, and then reached out to pluck Primrose up as well, by his scruff, and once she seated herself- right next to the girls, so they were still within reach- she gently set him down, and lovingly kissed the top of his rosy head. She still couldn't believe the colour of him. 

"Well, they're a busy lot," She said, finally getting a moment to look up and greet Wraen, who she gave a tired, but honest smile. To reassure her son- who was likely a bit spooked by his mother's reaction to his looks, she nuzzled the top of his head, where the fur was short but soft. "S'their first time outside. I ain't even seen the shade of like...Peach in this little guy until just now," She admitted. "But maybe I'll be finally able to tell them two apart," She said, gesturing toward the girls.