Turn to Stone

Blue Willow blinked at the profanity that rolled off the other's tongue, again not being used to such words. But she however understood, she herself may have let a few choice words fly if she had been in the same position as the other. I am sorry about all that hawkeye, though I know that my words won't matter or make it hurt any less.

Blue shifted and then sat too her haunches thinking about her words and playing them throughout her mind. She was unsure how to approach that. She herself wanted to fall in love ,but she would go slower she supposed and if it came out in heartache well it should be something she would not want to miss out on. Though I take you're words to heart i'm afraid I must decline. I won't not fall in love, because there maybe a chance it will hurt. I do not want to give up that experience. And yes if it ends badly it will hurt badly, but that is another experience I was supposed to have I suppose.