Boulderleap had gotten back from patrol and had stopped to report to the deputy, once that was done he turned to make his way towards the fresh-kill pile, ready to grab something after not having eaten that morning. He was lost in thought over a few things when he felt someone run into him, stumbling as he grunted from the surprise impact. Turning at the sound of apologies he put on a smile, one that slipped into a frown of concern once he noticed the haggard appearance of Arcticpool. He remembered that she had recently lost her mother Raincloud and that had left herself and her two youngest sisters orphaned. "Arcticpool? Are you okay?" He asked quietly, not wanting to draw attention.

He could see the exhaustion clearly on her face, the dimness in her eyes and the way she seemed to wilt, and it made him sad. He hadn't experienced a loss like her, but he knew if anything happened to Monarchflame he didn't doubt he would look and feel the same. He admired her dedication and love, how she was willing to put herself through anything to ensure a good future for her sister. "Would you like some help?" Boulderleap meowed, offering what he could. "If we split the hunting everyday you can get some more sleep. You'll need it once your sisters are running around with all that energy kits always have."

Boulderleap watched her think, and when she asked if he was certain, he gave a small smile, "Of course. I've got plenty of time to spare and help you and your sisters." He nodded down to the mouse, "Would you like to drop that off with Whitefur first? And then we can do one last hunt for the day?" He understood that she'd likely want to bring back a little more than the mouse, so he'd help her catch more before seeing her to her nest to get some well deserved rest.

He waited patiently, gaze shifting over the camp to curiously watch some of the ongoings before he heard pawsteps coming back towards him. He turned his head to give a small smile to Arcticpool, "I think maybe the hidden trails out in the pines? I don't think any patrols were going that way today other than to check the border earlier."

The tom nodded before he turned to leave the camp, setting an easy pace for his tired companion to follow beside him without falling behind. The cool breeze that was threatening snow and cold rains in the future ruffled his pelt and he shivered slightly. "You're a really good cat Arcticpool. I'm sure your sister's will adore you and be proud of all you've done for the." Boulderleap spoke to break the silence, letting what he was thinking flow out into the open air. It was both a compliment and an observation he'd made after seeing how tirelessly she worked to make sure her sisters would thrive and that the she-cat caring for them would be cared for as well.

Boulderleap hadn't really dealt with loss too much himself, but he knew one thing, and thats if he lost his sister the way Arcticpool has lost her mother he'd kill himself taking care of his sister's kits. Gently resting his tail on her shoulder, he gave her a warm and soft smile, "You are an incredibly compassionate cat, Arcticpool. Your sisters, your mother, the whole clan are proud of you."