My name is Fang. I'm the leader of BloodClan.
Wait, you thought that after that horrible Firestar killed my father, Scourge, that we had died? Well, you're wrong. Very, very wrong.
After the giant battle, I was born from my mother, Claw. She had stayed behind because she was too pregnant with me to fight. She died in labor.
I spent my whole kithood figuring out who my father was. When someone finally described Scourge to me, I realized that from the description, he looked like me. I have ice blue eyes, as you can see. I'm not black, I'm gray, but I do have the white paw.
Other cats started to avoid me once they realized who I was. Brick, who was the leader at that time, appointed me her deputy. I was only seven moons old, so other cats were outraged, but they soon grew to fear me.
You see, most BloodClan cats have to rip out their claws and replace them with dog teeth after they have passed the 12 moon mark. I got my claws at 4 moons after I killed a dog. Yes, at four moons I killed a dog.
Don't believe me? Why don't my claws meet your throat and WE'LL FIND OUT?!
You said you came here to join us? Well, you'd better learn some RESPECT first!
Well, you're lucky that my deputy, Stone, didn't hear you. He would've ripped your tongue out of your throat, then you'd be forced to stay here as our slave. You're lucky I'm nicer than that. But keep up this attitude, and I'll make you wish that we had encountered Stone.
You're wondering how I became leader, eh? Well, listen closely. I don't like to repeat myself.
I was alone with Brick, out hunting with her. While she was stalking a rat, I pounced on her, slashing her throat. You see these cat claws on the front of my collar, on the left and right of the kit skull? Those are Brick's claws, the kit was her's. No one dared to speak up against me after that.
I rule by fear, just as my father did. I'm following in his pawsteps. But I will do better. I know not to boast. He was foolish, arrogant. I'LL do better.
So, you still want to join? Yes, I suspected that you would. BloodClan is stronger than any other Clan, outnumbering, and out for blood. I won't stop until all the kin of Firestar are dead.
Yes, I know that I am his kin. His father was my father. But I am not like him. Not at all.
What's that you say? Firestar is DEAD?! Who killed him? I demand to know!
Not talking, eh? Maybe now you will!
Tigerstar? Wounds? And then a flaming tree? HAH! Fire killed the great Firestar. How ironic. A suitable death.
Well, come. I will officially make you part of our Clan.
Where are you going? You know you can't leave.
Guards! Surround the cat!
Sorry that your mission to spy on us ended so... tragically.
