Hail Dragontooth, leader of DragonClan!
When Dragontooth was born, his mother had a vision of her precious kit standing in a battlefield, scarred and dripping blood. His claws were red with shed blood of other cats, and fallen bodies laid around him. The very few cats alive lay trembling at his feet, and his claws glistened in the moonlight as he went by each one, giving them scars to make sure they never, ever forgot this night. She should have taken the warning and ensured he was taught mercy before everything else, but se did not, and as DragonClan fell into his leadership, a new rule was established in the clan. Kill or be killed.
