Whitebark Stream it’s alarming honestly how charming she can be, fooling everyone,

Priscilla Marybell Blackthorn - Apple's eldest daughter had taken the best from both of her parents in terms of looks. A classic beauty, indeed, but she did not have the brains of either. In a way she was a wonder of nature - frivolous, airy and silly - operating very efficiently on 1.5 neuron she had in her skull, where most wolves had few millions. Therefore Apple and her then husband had given up early on teaching her anything useful and just let her be. Incredible had indeed been the day, when a fellow showed up, who asked for her hand in holy mateship. And the odd thing was that with combined 3 neurons they produced amazingly intelligent full-brained children. 

Apple was reminded of this, when she caught sight of a she-wolf that distinctly reminded her of her eldest and could not possibly be her, because Priscilla and her dearly beloved husband had met a very logical end, after their plan for aerodynamics had failed. And yet the similarity was striking. So... perhaps, a grandchild? Or a distant relative? She got to her feet and approached the girl, announcing her presence with a question: "By any chance, dear, do you happen to be one of the Blackthorn clan? According to my knowledge there are more of them in the world than fleas in a weasel's coat."