Oh Klahoma [open]

The day was nearly out. The sun hung low in the sky and nearly all of the day's patrols had returned. Near the edge of camp, Smallbean sat, a rabbit lay strewn out in front of him. Although he was sitting down, and he should have been resting for the night, he posture was tense. He was visibly stressed, flicking his tail nervously. His gaze was fixed on the medicine den, although every time a cat passed by he'd avert it, briefly looking to the rabbit at his paws. He'd planned on eating the rabbit in front of him, but he ended up playing with it more than actually eating. His mind raced often, but it was particularly bad today. The conversation he had with Batsong when he returned kept playing through his head, and he felt himself stress the more he thought about it.

Letting out a heavy sigh, he temporarily parted with his thoughts and attempted to get some of the rabbit down, acknowledging that he needed to eat but unable to get himself to focus on it enough to actually get full. Lifting his gaze, he watched the den again, etching lines into the sand beneath his paws.

Eaglefly saw the deputy and observed him for a bit just watching. Eaglefly was a happy, go lucky sorta guy and there seemed to be something wrong with Smallbean but he didnt know what yet. But eaglefly was also getting better and better at picking out possible emotions others were feeling and he often did his best to make them feel better too.

He slowly approached with a rabbit for the deputy.

"Heya! Smallbean!" he purred in an upbeat voice.

"I brought ya something here" he grinned setting down the meal for Smallbean.

He had noticed that Smallbean had kept glancing at the medicine den... oh of course!

It all made sense now!

"You must be worried for Whisperear huh?" he purred in a quieter more somber tone.

"yeah... me too, but I am sure that Birch and Bat can figure something out" he meowed enthused and with optimism.

Because, of course they could, he was beliving that his clan could do anything at all really

"Oh- Hello. Eaglefly." A blur of brown passed his gaze and he perked up to meet the approaching tom, offering him a small, forced smile. A rabbit hung from his jaws, reminding him of the one strewn out on the ground before him. Smallbean politely declined the warrior's offer. "Oh, that's... alright. Thank you, though. I need to finish this one first... The elders might appreciate a rabbit, if you're not hungry enough to eat it yourself..."

"Oh, yeah... Whisperear..." His claws dug further into the camp's sandy floor. "Do you uh- Have you visited them, lately? Whisperear... Are they doing okay?" A pang of guilt crashed into the deputy, for he hadn't visited Whisperear for more than a few moments since they've been nest-ridden. Purposely, he brushed over the comments about the medicine cats. "I hope they feel better soon. It's uh... Worrying."

Swallowing and shifting uncomfortable, he moved over slightly, gesturing to the area beside him for Eaglefly to sit. "So, uh... Eaglefly... Do you like being a warrior so far? You've uh, been a warrior long enough to get a feel for it now, yeah?"