Shadewood Smoky blues

"I see that," Apple remarked and was about to ask, for how long had the piebald she-wolf been on her own to be so excited about all and every new person that came her way. But this inquiry was discarded the instant she mentioned living in Shadewood with a couple of other wolves. So much for taking a rest here. Good thing then that she ran into the lass now and not, when someone would discover the sleeping Beauty (Apple), who had trespassed someone's private yard without knowing it. 

She was also not too sure that sharing a home with a bear was such a good idea. Predators should not be making friends with other predators, if there was the slightest possibility of one getting too hungry and eating the other. But since Apple was not going to stay here permanently, she was not going to advise others on, how to live their lives. "Dwarves? Well, if you have met up with tiny, cackling things that do mischief in the midst of night and play jokes on you during the day, then - yeah. This forest seems a place that dwarves would prefer to live in," she went on to yank the girl's chain a bit, telling all this in the most solemn voice.