Drops stood, tail twitching, considering her words. He may have been stubborn, but he had an admirable capacity to listen when he wanted to, even if he only did it to find fault in the other's words. Most toms ignored other cats. "I suppose..." he said. He didn't particularly like Wind, but Bird was ok, and he certainly didn't want to find out that either was dead. And the tom had displayed his strength and bravery in a way Drops was unsure he could pull off himself.
"But wouldn't it put a strain on us if we picked a cat who could be potentially useful to us? Unless... no." His ears curled as he dismissed the idea.