Redhawk Caldera Blues

"I wounded his pride," Wraen replied simply to spare Towhee's eyes more strain than it was necessary. "Not on purpose, but then he got nasty with me too," she told her. "And I later wasted an opportunity to patch things up properly. But then he wanted me to kneel, metaphorically speaking, and my knees are too stiff for that," she added with a somewhat sad smile. "That's all done and in the past." Well, in a way it was true, she had burned bridges, but then wasn't it better to get rid off a bridge that had begun to crack and fall to pieces than attempt to fix it? Towhee might have a different answer to this question, but Wraen believed that it had to be so. 

"But apparently wise-old never-do-a-thing-wrong Wraen is both spiteful and proud, and makes mistakes and all other crap even in her golden years. I got a feeling that of all things that was the most difficult for Bronco to forgive," she added. "But I see that you are getting tired from me spilling my life's troubles at you all over again," she got to her feet, preparing to leave. "See you another time?"