A Brutal Campaign {Fadedpelt}

[Ten]

"...ex-experiment?" Shortwhisker's eyes widened. "W-what exp-periment? What d-does that m-mean? What are you g-going to do? Is it d-dangerous?"

[Gosh]

ooc| "Is it d-dangerous?"
XD

bic|

Spiderpaw cleared her throat. "Woodstripe has devised an experiment - that is, a simulation - to test how a Clan would do today. When ten individuals have agreed to take part in the experiment - so far we have five - then we will vote on a leader. The experiment will then proceed for ten days as if we were a Clan. Afterward, we will talk about the experiment. After the experiment is over, if we decide that forming a Clan would be ideal, no participant is obligated to be in the Clan, and the leader of the experiment might not necessarily be the leader of the Clan." Hoping she had made everything clear, she gave Shortwhisker a smile.

[Ten]

Shortwhisker's eyes remained wide, but out of awe rather than fear. For an instant he wondered if he was dreaming. Even if he was, he decided, it didn't matter. "HowdoIgetin?" the tom blurted.

[duckyaisha]

Patchfur decided to speak at this point. "Just talk to Woodstripe. She's the one who created this thing in the first place. Just as long as you remember that there's going to be some cons there too."

[zelda]

Fadedpelt had been sitting back for a while, listening to the argument with some degree of interest. After all, by listening to the opposition, she could form her responses when she was in a real debate, not just watching a couple of cats argue about whose plan was better.

What really attracted her attention was Spiderpaw's proposition, and her head snapped towards the she-cat, her yellow-green eyes attentive. "A simulation...?" she mused. "Voting on a leader...I think that sounds like a good idea. Maybe I'll talk to this...Woodstripe about getting involved in her experiment." This was exactly what she needed -- an opportunity to prove herself to the other cats! Then, if the temporary Clan became real, and if she was elected leader...everything else would fall into place.

[Ten]

"W-Woodstripe?" Shortwhisker asked, drawing back in distaste. He sighed. "Well, I c-can deal w-with a few c-cons. It's w-worth it."

ooc| What do y'all say to me bringing the gang over here?

[duckyaisha]

Ooc: Bring them. And I'm going to bring Dingypaw, because I want her to participate.

[Ten]

"Ah, Patchfur, Spiderpaw, I see you two have already located Shortwhisker for me? Has the procedure been explained?" a big, brown tabby asked, lumbering toward the group. Her green eyes found Fadedpelt. "Oh, forgive me, I should introduce myself. My name is Woodstripe." She dipped her head low in greeting. "And you?"

[duckyaisha]

Patchfur rolled his eyes. "Yes, oh mighty one. We have followed your orders as you have given them to us. Please forgive us for not doing it perfectly and exactly the way you wanted," he meowed sarcastically. "I'm pretty sure Shortwhisker's coming."

Dingypaw saw the blurry forms of cats gathering. When she tilted her head to the right, angling her single ear towards the group, she could kind of hear their voices. "I should go see what they're up to," she mumbled to herself, and walked towards them, her head held high despite her unsightly appearance. "Who are you?" she asked, rather loudly, hoping she could intimidate them into giving her food. She was sure her ribs were visible through her bedraggled fur, though since it was the dry season, there were no puddles in which she could see herself.

[Ten]

"Why are you being acrimonious, Patchfur?" she asked in a mild tone before turning to Dingypaw. "Why hello. I am Woodstripe. Patchfur, would you like to do the honors of informing her of our plans?"