How many kids do we have now?

Zee had spent the morning tending to the little ones, awaiting her husband's return from hunting. They were growing faster than she could ever imagine, and her dream of a large family was finally coming true. Somehow Sirius had a habit of giving her everything she could ever want - first freedom, then a crown, and now little ones to call her own. Though, she'd also heard he'd claimed another. A yearling girl who had a father and rejected him. Zee accepted Banshee easily, not one to turn away someone who needed a family. Though she'd had little interaction with the girl, and was eager to hear her story. And then there was the matter of the rogue pup child Sirius had dragged home. It seemed he had a habit of bringing home strays often, too. "Is that you, Sirius?" She called out towards a noise outside. Scenting 'intruders' became more difficult when the room smelled constantly of milk.