Briar sat next to her grieving brother. "She wasn't there for us often, but she was an awesome mom when she was." he meowed. "She always made sure we had enough food." Briar meowed. "She criticized everything I did." Snowy hissed from a ways away. Rust glared at the white she-cat, hatred clear in his eyes. "Rust." Briar meowed warningly. "No, Briar. It was enough for you to criticize her when she was alive for me to nearly shred you, but now?" Rust shook his head. Snowy snarled at the red tom, "Why do you always stand up for her?" Rust's shoulder fur started to rise and Briar could see his claws start to slide out. "YOU DIDN'T HEAR HER WHEN SHE FOUND YOU!" Rust yowled. By that point, Snowy and Rust were nose to nose, yowling. "SHE ALWAYS EXPECTED ME TO BE BETTER THAN BOTH OF YOU!" Snowy argued. "Guys." Briar tried. "YOU LOOK LIKE HER MOM! WHAT WOULD YOU EXPECT!?" Rust yowled. "Guys!" Briar tried butting in, only for Rust to push her away. "I EXPECTED THAT SHE WOULD ACT LIKE SHE LOVED US FOR ONCE!" Snowy answered. "OH LIKE YOU COULD DO ANY BETTER!" Rust leaped onto Snowy. Both cats rolled around in a ball of white and red fur, oblivious to their sister trying to prevent any cat from dying. Suddenly, the fighting stopped. Laying on the ground in front of her was Rust, dead. Next to Rust, Snowy bled out on the ground, with Briar desperately trying to stop the bleeding. "What happened here?" a commanding cat asked. Briar turned her head and saw Bone, the very cat who killed her mom, but she was too grief-stricken to be fearful. "I tried to stop them… they just wouldn't listen." Briar murmured, Surprisingly, Bone sat next to the grieving she-cat and stroked her back comfortingly with his tail.