Autumn Drinkies and Clinkies

Keeping up with three curious pups was proving to be her biggest challenge, but one that was by far the most rewarding. She understood now why her mother had felt so torn between her duties as a Matriarch and her duties as a mother when there was sweet little pups to look after and raise. She had admittedly fallen behind on her work in favor of spending as much time as she could with their pups in their youngest days, but for the first time in her life she felt no guilt for taking time away from her patrols and meetings. However, she did have to make herself attend to some matters from time to time now that the pups were out and about around the safer areas of the island, leaving one of her ravens with each of them to keep an eye over them in case anything happened.

She was just finishing up a patrol when she heard Fever's sweet voice calling for her and Saracyn, making her ears perk up curiously. Their children were constantly amazing her with what curiosities they came up with so there was truly no telling what they would find when they got to her. She immediately abandoned the little bit remaining of her patrol to head toward Fever's call, trotting through the evergreen trees till she found Fever surrounded and covered by what seemed to be mashed up fruits. She blinked with surprise, a smile lighting up her face with a light laugh. "What's all this?" she asked as she came over to the display Fever had prepared, looking at the dishes of what she had to assume was fruit juice of some kind curiously.

"Avacyn Mendacium"