You Didn't Even Have Names Until Last Week (Jai pups)

She had spent the last month in a perpetual fog of snappy exhausted seclusion with the rodents she'd birthed. At first they hadn't been so bad. A little annoying with their squeaking and ugly little grub bodies flailing around, but at least they didn't move a whole lot. She hadn't even bothered naming them yet at that point because there was so little to distinguish each little squirming sack of boringness from the others. And then their eyes had opened. Then they started toddling around. Two of the bastards developed little baby tusks at that point that made it real fucking obvious who Daddy was. Then they started to talk and holy fuck they didn't fucking shut up and they had the energy of a sack of ferrets on top of that, and all of that crammed into the confined space of her den, and her sleep-deprived ass had had enough.

"That's it," she snarled suddenly, standing with a sudden violence that nearly knocked her head on the low ceiling, interrupting whichever one of her offspring had been chattering this time. "All of you, outside." She shoved the three little bodies out the den door. Squinted at the wide expanse of grass around them, then reached back in and snagged the stuffed rabbit Viviane had made for them as a baby-gift that she'd promptly thrown in a corner and forgotten about. It was dyed a cheerful pinkish red color that stood out nicely against the grass, so she rammed the toy down onto a stick and jammed the stick into the dirt overtop the den, like a macabre flag. "Look, you little assholes, you see this? Go the fuck wherever but if you can't see this then you're too far away from the den, and if a bear doesn't eat you before I get hold of you I'm going to beat your ass. Got it? Now scram, go play so I can get a fucking nap. Don't come back until the the sun's going down." On that last snarled note, she turned and stomped back into the den to go to sleep. If there was a door, she'd have slammed it firmly shut behind her.

Then locked it.

There wasn't a door, of course, so she settled for disappearing into the dark hole and leaving her offspring to fend for themselves. Wasn't like they could go far at their age anyway, and they were well within the patrolled boundaries. It would be fine.