Kitnapped! {OPEN}

《ooc》continuation of this~
TL;DR: Mosspaw witnessed Wolfkit being kitnapped by Xuexi from the Regime and couldn't save her.
[To be clear, the plot is Wolfkit/Wolf is to fully grow up in the Regime now, so Mosspaw's explanation will be imprecise and vague, and she won't be fully able to announce who has been kitnapped]

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"Help! Help! Please! She's gone! Gone!"

In a frenzied flurry of scrambling paws and a haze of cherry and ebony, Mosspaw stumbled at a frenetic pace into camp, eyes glistening with distraught wildness. A murk was beginning to threaten to eclipse her vision, and she was swaying terrifyingly on her feet. With a limp, she slipped into the centre of the clearing, her risen hackles intensifying her horror. "The - the rogue.. g-got her! She's gone! She's gone!"
The tortoiseshell's breathing was extremely laboured, and her eyes were darting everywhere in a craze. She was beginning to tremble violently, and found it difficult to remain in a supporting stance.
She felt light-headed, menaced with the possibility of her collapsing. No. She couldn't faint. She couldn't faint!
She couldn't! Not yet!

No, StarClan..

With a heavy thud, she crumpled to the floor, her final, hushed mumbles unintelligible,

"Must save.. W-W-Wolf...kit.."

Lionpaw was just about to leave camp when he saw Mosspaw rushing in. His eyes widened as he heard her frantic, distressed voice. He'd never seen her like this before. He bounded over to her quickly, all of his features worried. "Mosspaw, what happene-" He was interrupted by her frantic cries. "Mosspaw who was ta-" Lionpaw saw her fall to the ground. "Somebody come help!" He knew his cry would be heard, they were practically in the middle of camp. He couldn't hear who was taken, that's what worried him the most. They couldn't send out any help for whoever was taken if they didn't know who it was! He dug his claws into the ground, staying by Mosspaw's side. He was more worried about her at this point. Was she alright? He saw her breathing, so she was unconscious. He didn't know anything else though...

Frostpaw hurried over and gasped. "I'll fetch Dewpool!" She called, rushing over to the medicine den.

"Dewpool!" The brown-and-cream calico mewed frantically, poking her head into the warm medicine den.

"It's alright, Lionpaw." Brindlestar's soft voice suddenly sounded behind the young golden tom, a rough paw gently running along the length of the Apprentice's shoulder in a bid to get him to relent in his proximity. Gazing down at crumpled young molly's form, the pale-furred Leader's normally vague features were creased in concern. Whatever had befallen her young Apprentice, it clearly wasn't good- although the legitimate damage to Mosspaw herself seemed minimal at best. "She just needs a moment or two," She reassured the blatantly uneasy young tom with a gentle flick of her tail. Something terrible was brewing upon the horizon, they couldn't afford to lose any of their already limited population of young cats. "Once she's rested up, Mosspaw should be able to tell us more."

(Oof just wanted to let ya know it's okay if Moss says Wolfkit now or some cat figures it out, Wolf has become loyal to the Regime and has no intention of leaving.)

The golden tom's fur was poofed all the way out as he felt a paw on his shoulder. It was Brindlestar. Seeing a fellow clanmate simply collapse wasn't the best thing to see. "Mosspaw said that a rogue got someone. I couldn't hear the name though..." The large tom's eyes were not only worried but had a certain determination to them. "You should send out a patrol! Whoever took someone can't have gone far!" His exclamation was slightly surprising, even to himself. He had gone from worried to angry in an instant. He supposed that was just how he was. "Who could've taken someone! That's just wrong..." He began standing up, ready to be sent out in an instant. Mosspaw was unconscious, that just left everyone else to save whoever was taken!