[Fawn]

Originally Posted by Moon Lily

Sunbeams of joy seemed to dance across his chest as Eagleflower caught a look in the deer-spotted tom's direction, filling him with a light, homey sensation. The said sensation wasn't something he'd felt in a long time nor anticipated. Almost enough to heal his dopey paw. Almost. Watching as Fawnsqueak gave himself a quick round of licks, amusement bubbled in his green orbs.
"Fawnsqueak. I missed you." He remarked, his voice brighter than it had been upon entrance. A grin curled on his muzzle.

'Are you okay?' The simply stated question was one he had far too many answers to. But how could he explain the judging eyes, his desperate longings for the sky, his neverending whirlpool of worry, the clouds of sadness and the comforting embrace of death? ...best to start with the basics instead.
"I should be asking you the same question." Eagleflower mused, green orbs studying Fawnsqueak carefully. There was a somewhat stressed and frazzled look about him. And...shame? He couldn't be sure why, but the look alone was enough to propel him towards the other tom.
Padding forwards carefully, he was able to make it a few steps of the way before his injured paw gave in and caused him to trip, throwing the brown-toned tom off balance.

Lying in a small pile on the floor, Eagleflower hid his flushing face in embarrassment. Their first meeting since that night and he was already a hot mess. How could things get any worse? In many ways, he reminded himself.
"I may or may not have gotten into a fix involving an angry bird and a ditch?" He suggested, peering out from behind his paws. You could count on him to do something outrageously clumsy like this.

Fawnsqueak didn't catch it at first, offering a vague, "Yeah, I'm sure RiverClan missed you too--" before he replayed it in his mind, eyebrows scrunched in scrutiny while he stole a fleeting peek at Eagleflower to silently ask if he'd heard that correctly. He'd automatically assumed he said something about missing RiverClan but closer examination had his pupils blown, reduced to a momentary sputter. "Me?" he finally asked through a voice crack, a puff of a laugh breaking through him at the absurdity. "No way, man." He didn't believe it for a second. (Wanted to, oh definitely wanted to.) Eagleflower had always been too kind, patient with the worst of them.

Although about to respond with questioning, that was cut off into a hum--too high in pitch, surprised and tight and somewhat strained because Eagleflower was advancing on him. Unexpectedly. He wasn't ready for more than the briefest of looks, hadn't had time to prepare himself to be even borderline presentable. The last one who should know about his mess of a lifestyle was Eagleflower. About to conjure a muddled protest of "I'm fine", it was forgotten entirely when Eagleflower tripped--in spite of his earlier reservations, he was bolted forward in a flash to support him or at least cushion the fall.

Might've been more effective if he could've gotten there on time.

Leaning closer to his paw, .. that was not looking so good. There was a definite injury. Involving.. an angry bird and a ditch? "What was the ditch angry about?" Fawnsqueak blurted dumbly, knowing the adjective hadn't also extended to the ditch but unable to help himself, hiding his grin. "Here--hold on, you should probably try not to move that paw." He disappeared briefly to get sticks and cobwebs, binding it in place to help with his suggestion.