Chelford Forest-9:20pm:

Ravage glared at the feral cats in front of her. Her weapons were ready and she would not hesitate to engage with intent to kill if they did not follow her advice. "I will not repeat myself." She said. The light grey she-cat, the apparent leader of this group, went to step closer. Ravage growled and she stopped by backing away again. "We mean you no harm, strange metal cat. My name is Bluestar and this is Lionheart and Greypaw," she spoke, gesturing at the two other wild cats "we were patrolling here when we noticed the orange kit talking with Greypaw. We wanted to see why he wasn't chased away."

Ravage looked each of the three cats up and down before relaxing her stance and sheathing her weapons. "Alright then. Sorry for my behaviour, I can be very protective of the ones who are close to me." Ravage apologised. She stepped over to Rusty and asked "Are you well, Rusty? You were not hurt in your scuffle with the feral kit?"

"No, I'm fine," answered Rusty "Wait, you saw that?!" he continued, shocked. Ravage laughed and replied "Of course I did. You didn't think that I would allow you out here by yourself after what happened to Tiny, did you?" Rusty was inclined to agree. His older half-brother had ventured into the forest after his litter mates had bullied him into exile and was attacked by a feral cat patrol. If Ravage hadn't shown up then Rusty would not like to think of what could have happened. That was in Ravage's first week in the town, if she remembered correctly when telling the story. "I suppose."

"WAIT!" yelled Greypaw "You taught Rusty to fight like that?!" He asked, slightly bouncing on his paws. "Greypaw, what do you mean?" questioned Lionheart "Did this kittypet fight well?"

"Well? He was able to match me! If I didn't get the element of surprise then he could have beat me, easily!" Both of the older warriors looked shocked at the information. Bluestar spoke up "How were you able to teach someone so young to fight so well? He should be at least as good as Greypaw at this age, worse, even, since he's a kittypet!" Ravage answered as honestly as she could without giving away her extra-terrestrial origins. Beings as primitive as these cats probably shouldn't know about Cybertron yet. "I had three younger siblings. Myself and our 'father' ,for lack of a better word, trained them into elite fighters that could take down enemies 5x larger than them." She said, looking back at the ferals, a slightly sad expression in her optics. "'had'?" questioned Lionheart. "They were killed some time ago. Now its just me and Lazerbeak from the original group."

The group was silent for an awkward two or so minutes before Bluestar asked the two intruders a question "My clan, Thunderclan, has taken quite the hit recently and we are in need of warriors. Would you like to join ThunderClan?"

Ravage shook her head and answered "I can not, in good conscious, abandon the group that I have served almost all my life. I can not speak for Rusty, though." The group looked at Rusty. He shrunk back, not used to so much attention on him. "Erm…can I think about it?" he asked. "Of course. Lionheart will be here tomorrow at sunhigh. If you decide to join us then meet him." She said. "Bluestar, we must return to camp." said Lionheart. "Of course, Lionheart." The group of wild cats turned to leave. Greypaw looked back with a smile "Goodbye, Rusty!"

Greenfield Residence-The next morning:

"So, are you going or not?" asked Lazerbeak after being told the story from the previous night. "I think I will. I know the group your with doesn't allow non-machines entrance. Even the housefolk here aren't actual members. Their more like associates, than anything else." responded Rusty. Ravage began to speak "Well, I'll be accompanying you to the meeting point. We'd best be off soon, its almost time to be there." She stood up and opened the door and followed Rusty out. "I'll come to." said Lazerbeak, flying out after them.

The trio met two warriors, Lionheart and Whitestorm, and after a quick question and answer session Rusty went with them. Ravage went along too, to establish good relations between ThunderClan and Ravage's Followers. The group travelled through the forest, eventually arriving at the gorse tunnel entrance to the ThunderClan camp.

Now, all Ravage had to do was successfully negotiate something between herself and Bluestar.

ThunderClan camp:

Things had not been going well. First, Rusty got in a fight with some young upstart (whom he beat with some effort and was officially accepted into the Clan), then an apprentice named Ravenpaw arrived, informed Bluestar that her second was dead and passed out. Then, a warrior entered the camp, accompanied by the corpse of the second. Now, the camp was completely covered in grief and mistrust for the outsiders in their midst. Bluestar invited Ravage back in a few days to have some proper talks.

At the moment, Ravage was walking back to her current base when the final nail in the coffin of that day came up. Her IFF scanner lit up with some new contacts about 2 klicks away from Chelford.

All three of which were marked as Autobots.

"Scrap." She whispered before entering a full sprint toward Andy and Jenny's house.