Warrior cats, what if Rusty decided to stay a kittypet?

Attack and defence

Foxheart walked into the ShadowClan, knowing exactly how deranged she must look. Her mouth was wet with dark red, and her paws were the same. She left prints of blood behind her as she reached Brokenstar's den.

He glanced at her as she came in. "Good. It's done then?"

"Yes." Foxheart swiped her tongue around her muzzle. "Spottedleaf is dead. And one of their apprentices is greatly injured."

"Impressive." Brokenstar nodded to her. "They are without a medicine cat."

"When shall we attack?"

"In three sunrises." He replied. "We should begin planning. What were your ideas for locations?"

"Well..." If felt wonderful for her to finally be listened to. Now he actually wanted her opinion. Tigerclaw never did. "I think we should circle around instead of crossing the border. They'll immediately catch us if we do that. It would be much easier if we could come from a place they don't go."

Brokenstar nodded. "I understand that. How many do you need?"

Foxheart frowned, thinking. "Twenty cats, for the first wave. We'll make them think they've chased us off after we've injured -or killed- enough of them, then send another twenty. If that's not enough we can have the first cats circle back to help finish it off."

"Are we sure we need that many?" Brokenstar asked. "There aren't that many ThunderClan cats."

"We need to be ready. If we go into battle without a back up plan, we'll be in trouble. We need to make sure that we can keep pushing. We're not trying to chase them off, we want them dead." Foxheart pressed.

"I see your point, but we don't have that many cats." Brokenstar explained.

Foxheart smirked. "I'll take care of that. On another note, there are certain cats i don't want killed." 

Brokenstar sneered. "Still a little soft for ThunderClan?"

"Sandpaw Dustpaw, and Greypaw are young, they can live. And any kits in the nursery will help grow the clan after we've the others. We'll keep Frostfur and Goldenflower alive as well. Kill everyone else- but leave Tigerclaw for me." 

"Seems fair. A deputy for a deputy." Brokenstar's eyes gleamed. "And i get Bluestar."

"Deal. Just remember, after the battle, ThunderClan is mine. I will be your ally, and lend help if you need it, but it is my clan." 

"Yes, yes." Brokenstar muttered dismissively. "You get your clan back."

"Good." Foxheart dipped her head to him, leaving the den. "I'm going to find more cats to fight with us."

***

Foxheart's scruff was in a cats jaws. They carried her around for a few minutes, before throwing her onto the concrete ground harshly. She stumbled a moment before she regained her balance and stood up, coming nose to nose with a familiar black cat.

"Dandelion." He purred.

He looked up to the cat who had carried her there and glared at him.

"Don't touch her again. Be more careful with this cat." He scowled.

"Sorry." The cat grunted, quickly walking away.

"I'm Foxheart now actually." She said.

"Foxheart." The cat bared his teeth at her. "I like that. What have you been up to?" He picked up a mouse from a small fresh kill pile and brought it over to her, flicking his tail at it.

She tucked into the mouse, enjoying the warm taste of meat in her mouth. "I killed a fox. Three cats as well."

"Mm, you've certainly been busy. Using everything I taught you then?" 

"Everything. I haven't been caught once. Well, until i told someone about it and they told the clan leader."

"Tsk tsk. A rookie mistake. That's fine. You'll learn from it. And you mentioned a clan leader? So you've found the clans then. I've seen them before, wandering around the forest." He went on. 

"I'd like to be a clan leader. I even have a plan for it." Foxheart told him. "But i need your help. You and your cats."

"Ah, a hard fight?"

"Yes. We don't have enough of them. Can you help us?"

The cat pressed his muzzle into her fur. "Of course. I'll always help you."

"I should go now, meet me on the edge of the forest in three sunrises." She said, walking out of camp. "Thank you, Scourge."