over dramatic ( p )

[Cloudpaw]

( Wolfpaw & Liongrowl or Grayshade c: either one — so, cloudpaw and wolfpaw were talking and blah blah blah, cloud didn't hear something wolf said in his right ear, so he was freaking out and he wants the med cats to check it out. basically it'll end up that he's deaf in his right ear ;u; )

Cloudpaw followed Wolfpaw into the Medicine cat's den, his ears flattened to his head. He couldn't stop thinking that there was something wrong with him. I'll probably be teased even more now, he thought sullenly, lifting his brown and blue eyes from the ground to look at his blonde-colored friend. 

"Wolfpaw," he murmured, attempting to catch up. "What if there is something wrong? You'll… you'll still be my best friend…" he frowned, "right?" He looked up hopefully, ears pricked for an answer. He would be heart broken if his best friend left him. 

When they entered the den, he tensed up, pausing near the entrance. "H-hullo?" He called nervously, shifting from foot to foot.

[Grayshade]

A voice that was not Liongrowl's nor Spiderstar's broke the heavy, drowsy tranquil of the medicine cat's den. Grayshade paused, facing the wall. She'd been sorting herbs. She whirled around dramatically to face the first patient she'd had in a moon.

They were not, to put it delicately, particularly fascinating. A small apprentice tom with interesting enough eyes, and then a blonde one. "Ye-es?" she replied, dragging it out, and shifting some comfrey to a different cranny in the cave.

She brushed some of it off of her coat and approached them, blinking. "Which one of you has a problem? Or is it both of you? Please don't be both of you. Well--no, okay, it can be both of you." She paused awkwardly. "Nah, I mean--okay, what is it?" Nothing seemed to be immediately wrong--neither had any physical injuries that she coud see, and she scanned them--no blood, obviously enough, no broken bones, neither were favoring a specific appendage. Perhaps they were feeling ill.