Thunder Dome plan a pretty picnic

"Oh, that's, how all young people feel about this and there is plenty of that there too," Apple nodded with a knowing smile. With her 4 mates, 14 children and a string of flirts and flames she could be considered a relationship-junkie. The falling in love part never grew old and weary - even now, when she was done with family business and child-bearing-raising process, she still felt butterflies fluttering inside her stomach, when she met a handsome and a desirable guy. 

"We all believe in prince Charming or Mr Perfect or some other idolized person and in the beginning The One really seems that way. You let your guard down and see in him, what you want to see. And after a while, when you have lived with this person and got to know him better... it turns out that they not only fart and burp just like everyone else, but that there are character traits that you can't stand in them or do not understand," she explained. 

"And the same goes for the other party from, what I have learned. You are that flawless princess, who can't do a thing wrong, and then it turns out that - hey - she can have her bad days and be a real grouch," she said with a laugh. "Mark my words after playing this game several times, you get to know the rules very well. People too. In my age I have yet to meet a person, who will surprise me."

"Anyway, enough about me," she was more than happy to oblige and talk to no end, but she was mindful that the other party might not be interested in all of her banters. "You were not born in your current pack, where did you hail from?" she asked, not remembering, whether she had made the same inquiry earlier or not. That happens, when one talks so much.