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Brokenpaw sighed to herself, no one was around to here her in this part of the moor at night. At least that's what she thought. In truth the student had no idea where Puzzlemaker or Windsweptashes were, not that she was actively looking for either. She actually liked being alone, for the most part, though she could still feel Selene's gaze on her. The moonlight shining down on her back, made the apprentice fearful that the moon goddess would freeze her to the spot at any moment. She had no idea if it was possible of course, but she had been told stories that the Sun God could ignite cats in a blaze, so it only made sense, to her at least that Selene could do something similar. Shuddering at the thought, the young she cat pressed on, remaining vigilant for any signs of prey.
The last few moons had been odd ones. In what felt like no time at all, the entire clan camp has seemingly gone quiet. Cats who had always been there had all but up and disapeared, and it seemed like no one cared nor noticed. Conjuringpaw had asked Windsweptashes, but if he were to be believed, he was just as oblivious to the changes as well. "Have you tried seeing if maybe cats are on patrol? There's been a lot more having to go out to regain supplies after the attack on Moonclan, maybe you're just missing them?" Was he mad? Had everyone gone mad? Or was it actually possible that she was actually constantly missing everyone? No. That couldn't be it, could it? She felt like she was being gaslit.
Either way, she was dead set on figuring out what was going on; the apprentice now had took to wandering through all the territory just so she could see any of her clan-mates who had seemingly gone completely missing. At this point she had been roaming for a little over an hour -- much too long, in her opinion, to not have seen any other cats, when she noticed Brokenpaw moving through the moor. At first Conjuringpaw almost didn't believe her own eyes, she had gone so long without seeing anyone she honestly believed she might have willed the sighting into existence, but as she hurriedly approached it became clear that the other she cat was not just a figment of her imagination.
"Thank Selene you're still here at least!" Conjuringpaw sighed with a voice that carried both relief and such a solem frustration at this stupid, pointless, desperate search. She knew such a decleration would probably provoke questions, but at this point they didn't care. She hoped it would -- maybe someone else could join them in figuring this all out.
"Where would I have gone?" Brokenpaw asked calmly, taking a step back as Conjuringpaw bounded up to her in a hurry. The she-cat briefly looked behind the other student, searching for any signs of danger or emergency only to find the moors were quiet as ever. Frowning, not out of frustration but concern Brokenpaw looked back to her den-mate assessing her for any signs of harm before continuing with her next question.
[ I have kind of accidentally made this take place before everyone got news of the culling from Puzzlemaker. I figured you could guess that but I thought I would clarify just for the sake of us being on the same page with this cx ]
Conjuringpaw's mixture of relief and frustration broke into just more frustration at the question. One more cat who didn't seem to notice, or maybe none of them cared. What was this, a waking nightmare? How did no one but her seem to take any notice cats were just disapearing from camp like it was nothing. Sure, they were apprentices, sure, most of their time was spent with other students. And in general, it seemed as if most other students hadn't disapeared in the same droves that all the shadow hunters had. But even still, it had gotten so bad that the only cats older significantly older than her she could find around on the rarest occasion was Puzzlemaker, Windsweptashes, and Hiddensecret. It was almost like everyone else had up and vanished.
"Anyone! Everyone! Haven't you noticed half the camp is missing -- maybe even more than half the camp!" Conjuringpaw said, her voice rising slightly with every word. Conjuringpaw was not a cat to keep her voice low even at the best of times, nor a cat to keep well-hidden her temper. And this was not one of the best of times.