Bloodlust Virus Chapter One
"All in favor of choosing a new leader, please rise," a large dark tom cat roared with authority. In the faint moonlight, a dozen cats of various shapes and sizes rose to their paws, leaving only three cats sitting defiantly on the crumbling asphalt. The three glanced nervously at their fellow clanmates before sitting up proudly and returning their gazes to the dark tom.
The large cat stepped forward into the beam of a streetlight. His long fluffy coat swayed gracefully as he moved forward toward the clan. Each of his silver tabby stripes was distinct and clearly visible against the soft charcoal colour of his fur. He unsheathed his claws and tensed his body, outlining every muscle. His white razor-sharp teeth glistened as he spoke.
"Kane is no longer fit to lead Nightclan," the tom glared at one of the three cats, a she-cat with a rough sandy coat. "She let her emotions take over, and it cost us the lives of three honorable soldiers. We cannot risk this happening again."