Blacktail Deer Plateau So long, lonesome

Blue Willow would have warmed at her friends words, but she was just the way she was. There was no reason or rhyme to it, it was just how she was. She had been raised that way. Mannerly, and scholarly but with a hint of fire in her green eyes.

Blue chuckled and nodded yes I tell him stories or I tell him about my day or the things that we could do when he's better such as tell our secrets to the shadows. Or I tell him of things i've seen and if I can't think of anything else to tell him. I talk to him about herbs and their uses. Rather boring conversation to some, but conversation none the less. She grew quiet then as green eyes caressed the dark male that she had fallen in love with, it hurt to see him so unresponsive.

Blue did not like such words, but it made her chuckle none the less See you'll get it. I could go for another walk if you would prefer Peregrine? Perhaps I am too much for you at the moment too?