No time for doubt. We do this and we do it now. No hesitation.
Thought the brown tabby as he bounded into the Riverclan clearing, his warriors not far behind him at all, he wasn't stupid enough to come running in alone, no. He had plenty of well-trained, battle-ready warriors and apprentice's behind him. Skyclan was ready.
This is Riverclan. Grousestar reminded himself as he slowed down as he reached the center, taking on a defensive stance and making sure to leave no room for a sneak attack, not yet, when the battle commenced, he wouldn't be able to watch every side, but for now, he could make sure no one could attack from behind or the sides.

"Cat's of Riverclan! We have come here to free you all of your repulsive leader and purge you of these Starclan hating cat's!" Yowled the Skyclan leader, loud enough for any and all cat's to hear, his emerald eyes blazing with a determination that couldn't be matched.

"We are Skyclan! We will not stand idly by and allow you to threaten and harass innocent cat's because they do not agree with your stance! We are here you liberate you!"

"Come out you filthy mongrels, face your defeat with some honor if that ever occurs among cat's like you!"
He wasn't going to fight the cat's that didn't believe in their leaders, he was here to get rid of the evil ones, the ones that threatened and harassed those that opposed the leaders rule. Riverclan wasn't his enemy, the cat's who banned the worship of Starclan were.
Time seemed to slow as the leader stood there, battle ready, waiting for the first cat to come hurtling at him or his warriors, waiting to see the first glint of claws or fangs for battle. His heart-beat slowed and he took a calm breath.
He was ready.

Grousestar held his tail erect, a signal for his cat's to not advance, not until they were provoked, his green eyes traveling over the cat's of the Riverclan camp.
Would they actually be willing to talk it out? I doubt it, but I will not start this fight unless it's needed. I'm certain they will not just leave peacefully, but we will see.

"We can talk if you'd be willing, we aren't looking for war but we are prepared for it. If those oppressive cat's would be willing to leave and relinquish their power peacefully, then so be it, but they must be put to an end. I've heard they have abused their power and murdered cat's that so much as question them!"

Gaze traveling cautiously over the cat's, he would keep his tail raised, the air growing thick with tension, battle surely looming in the near future, but the leader could still hope that they would be able to talk it out peacefully, it was a vague hope, but a hope nonetheless.

"I will not stand for the oppression of other cat's by a cruel leader, so either they can step down peacefully or we will drive him out ourselves." His voice was hard, very unlike his usual voice, but this was not a usual occasion. Grousestar did not travel all this way to simply travel back having done nothing. He was going to make a difference. If two cat's traveled to him, speaking of the evil leadership occurring in the clan's, then there was obviously a problem that needed to be fixed. And he was here to do that.

A thudding feeling in her stomach, Vixencloud paused next to Grousestar, hackles raised and claws outstretched. The land was awfully clumpy and damp, but Vixencloud shook it off. Puffing out her long ginger fur, the molly narrowed her amber eyes. She was really nervous, she couldn't lie, but she couldn't seem nervous infront of these "RiverClan" cats.. The name RiverClan made her shudder. Sounds like a weird group of minnows.. She thought, looking at the cluster of felines, noticing their glistening and mainly light colored pelts. Wow, they even look like minnows.