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“Quite the party,” Undertow drawled plopping down beside Gardenia. “Whole bunch of interesting sorts, but I certainly wasn’t expecting you,” he noted.
The scarred she-cat looked almost startled at the unexpected interaction, but as she opened her mouth to answer, Flamingstar interrupted with the start of the meeting, and Gardenia obediently fell silent once again. She listened to the discussion dutifully, carefully weighing the arguments on both sides, and to her surprise, found Undertow's queries to be good points; though she knew little about the newly recruited soldier to the Regime, he didn't seem like the sort to contribute so much to a meeting like this. At Xuxa's interruption, the golden feline felt herself sitting up a bit straighter, brimming with pride that her sister felt as strongly about family as she did, and even more so that the tom beside her agreed. "To answer your question," she whispered to Undertow; "She" -Gardenia gestured with her flowing tail to Xuxa- "Is the reason I'm here. My sister, and our brother is here as well."
PRIMAL INSTINCT
Yucca shifted in her seat uncomfortably; she didn't like the idea of leaving her parents or brother in the dark about this. All of them could swim, sure, but they had barely kept their heads above water during the first one. Her ears pricked up at the mention of a fight, and her claws dug into the earth with anticipation for a real battle; semi-real, technically. All they had to do was distract the other clans until it was too late to do anything. Simple enough.
SUNCLAN
"That'll be one heck of a distraction," Firetooth muttered under his breath, twitching an ear in greeting to Moonlitnocturne and the others as they joined the small group of Sunclan cats. The majority of this merry band of anarchists seemed evenly split between Sunclan, Nightclan, and Primal Instinct; there were hardly any Mountain Clan warriors to be seen. Figures; the Mountain Clans, sans Winterclan, were the most...traditional out of all of them, and least likely to have any dissatisfied members. Though perhaps he was wrong, and there were some on the way. Who knows?
Omega's icy blue eyes shimmered in the dim light as he watched the leader's speech. He did not want to converse with anyone here, but he could entertain for a little bit. "Hmmm... She is a manipulator. A pretty bad one, at that. With this restart I suppose she is going to be our leader?" He lashed his tail as he scanned the rest of the gathered cats. "It's a shame, really. I would enjoy some nice anarchy."
