She stared off at the two of them, their broad shoulders beside one another. The brothers walked off together, their striped tails curling in delight. She stood behind them, a fire burning in her eyes.

The sight made her sick. He should be with her, not some pompous tom she despised. And to think he had pledged love to her only to gallivant off with that... asshole!

Her claws sunk into the soft Earth, imagining it was the vulnerable throat of that devious tom. She could almost feel the scarlet blood staining her paws, the rotting stench flooding into her nostrils, the sweet taste of love she'd receive after--

Her emerald eyes burst with flame. Green--the color of envy. She was jealous of that StarClan-damned cat. She glared at their figures walking off together.

Fears erupted behind her angered eyes. She saw their striped brown fur brushing together. The brother's sick tongue swiping over the other's ear. Their two bodies came closer together still. Their eyes--two ice, two amber--gazing at each other in their perversion.

It should be her laying against him. It should be that asshole blocked out.

She closed her eyes to hide from the horrid thoughts. Damn them both.