Shadewood Smoky blues

"You have quite an animal kingdom there, Phex," Apple remarked, thinking to herself: Hippies! An entirely new level of, how those ideas of love, peace and she had forgotten about the third, were interpreted in real life. She was not judging them - quite the contrary - she was reminded of, what it meant to be young, full of enthusiasm and having world by your feet. Were she a yearling still, she would join this odd group of misfits without a blink. As an older wolf, she was more set in her ways, yearned for routine and comfort, instead of instability and lack of structure in a foreseeable future. Quite a revelation to an old lady, who tries to catch up with everything she had not been able to do during her prime, and who realizes that no matter, how many miles she walks and who she meets along the way, she still remains that elder, who is heading along the the path of her final years in this world. 

The previous paragraph, written in so many words, was like a flash in Apple's mind. It was like a flower that had been waiting for the right trigger to go in full bloom. The truth had always been there, she had just not wanted to see it. "I am a proud mother of fourteen and former matriarch of the Blackthorn clan. Few months ago I left my reign to my children and headed out to see the world. And - here I am - still kicking and not regretting any bit of it," she told. "What about you - how did you come here?"