(This is 2 hundred years after Star)
2 year old Willowstar looked up at the hundred year star high in the sky, terrified for the future.
Moonray trotted over, "Hey Willowstar how are you doing?"
Willowstar shook her head. "Not well, I'm so scared! I want to tell my mother but I don't want her to tell my father."
"I would tell her." Moonray said.
Willowstar wrapped her wings around her stomach, "I don't think I can raise a black foal, I can't protect him or her like I should!" She said.
Moonray hugged her, "You are so brave my best friend."
Later Willowstar walked into the forest to think, "Why did you chose me? I can't raise a black foal!" She cried, staring into the sky.
Shiverstorm walked over to Willowstar, "Hello Willowstar! Anything you want to talk about?" She asked, her daughter had seemed to shut down and no longer spoke to her very much.
Willowstar spoke softly, "Don't tell father, but I'm with foal." She said softly.
Shiverstorm gasped, "What?!"
"I am with foal...... a black foal, mother." Willowstar said.
"Your father, Quakewing WILL find out!" Shiverstorm said.
"And he will banish me from the herd, mother!" Willowstar said, tears rolling down her face. "Please don't tell him!" She begged.
Shiverstorm sighed and walked away, "I won't tell him but he WILL find out and then I can't protect you."
Willowstar lay in her nest, tears streaming down her face as she stared up at the sky. "I don't want to lose you my foal.... but I don't think I can be a good mother to you."
(To be continued)