Moon always knew she was different from the other pegasi in the herd, everyone either adored her, or despised her, and yet, she was only a weanling; this was because of her pure white body, her hooves were white her wings were white, and her eyes, were a startling sky blue. Moon was unlike the black foals that came every hundred years, but she, she was the white foal, that came about every thousand years or more, so as far as she knew, no legends about the white foals existed. Moon sighed and trotted up to her best friend Lightheart. Lightheart lifted her head from grazing and nickered a greeting at Moon, “How’s it going?” she asked in her normally cheerful voice. “The usual,” Moon sighed, “Just trying to avoid some pegasi,” Lightheart nodded with understanding. Moon looked up at the sky, her eyes scanned the sky, there, a small bright blue star, dimmer than the sun but it was still bright. Moon looked back at Lightheart, “So, the migration is coming soon?” Moon asked. Lightheart nodded, “As soon as the rest of the foals are weaned, so in about a weeks’ time,” Moon nodded. She nudged her wing against Lightheart’s “I’m going to go get some rest,” Moon nickered. Moon trotted over to a tree and laid down, she stretched her neck out and sighed, she hoped for a dreamless sleep, but ever since she was born, she had recurring nightmares every time she fell asleep. Moons eyes slowly closed, and the dream overtook her. Moon stood in a pure white meadow, overlooking a valley, she shuddered knowing what happened next, a stallion, solid black, except for his mane, tail and hooves, those were pure white. The stallion reared in the air, and suddenly pegasi were in the meadow cowering beneath the stallion. The stallion reared in the air, smoke coming from his hide, he landed in the meadow, and it engulfed with flames, burning up every plant and all the pegasi. Moon tried to look away but she couldn’t, her body was statue still. The stallion looked up at Moon, “Your herd will be next,” he snarled. The dream faded away after those words (WoW first fan fiction I have ever written.)

Almost a month after the death of her mother, Morningleaf, had crushed her deeply Morningstar stood on a steep embankment, she watched her young foals running in the field below. She had been a mother for almost 2 years now. Her oldest foal, Smokeburst and her younger foal, Heatherblaze played tag in the field, Morningstar smiled against the sad memories in her mind, she remembered her sire's death and now her mother's. She felt the wind whip her face and smiled softly, her sire had shone her this place when she was very young. Her mate Stormblaze walked up to her. "Hey Morningstar!" He whinnied gently. Morningstar smiled and buried her head in his chest and he wrapped her in his wings. Starleaf looked up as his mate Shythorn looked at him. "Hey Shythorn how is Starflight?" He asked, talking about his 6 month old foal who was trying to fly. Shythorn laughed. "He well he is planning to run off a cliff and I told him to have an angry army chase him, that worked for Star!" Starleaf smiled at her but turned, "Where is Morningstar?" He asked after almost a month of not seeing her. Shythorn shrugged and smiled when she saw Larkfrost and her mate Clawpebble walk up to them leading a small speckled foal. "Hello Starleaf! Shythorn!" Clawpebble called to them. "We are here to call you to a meeting called by Morningstar," He said. Starleaf nodded and whispered to Shythorn, "Lets get Starflight and go to the meeting." He said. An hour later Brackensky walked next to her mate Bumblebreeze. They had been together for almost 5 years but she was saddened by not having any foals. She had wanted to have at least one foal but had not been able to since becoming Bumblebreeze's mate. They reached the council tree and took their places. (To be continued!!!!)

Dust fell softly in the warmth of the night, setting a cloud at the entrance of the meadows cave. Hooves could be heard pacing the flattened soil. They were shaping the cold, dusted floor with concern. “It’s taking them too long”, Palemoon let terror cascade from her voice. "They should have been back by now.” I just know it , she thought to herself. Heat swelled in her chest. The words she spoke, grieving every thought she conspired "Hey, relax. Silvermist, and Sandclip can handle this. Besides they’re with Snowdawn. If anything comes up they can take care of it…. They will not fail their given orders.” Snowborn expressed with conviction, as he glided closer to the cave entrance. His white coat glistened in the stars' approach. “Just because Snowdawn’s there doesn’t mean nothing can happen,” Palemoon mumbled. She was still pacing the cave sooted floor.. Her electric purple wings fluttering in frustration “You don’t have faith in my brother’s skills ?” Snowborn snorted, turning sharply, with an assertive look. “Snowborn, I’m just saying this might be something we should talk to Frostspite about.” Snowborn softened his gaze when he saw Palemoons unease .“You forget Palemoon, that Silvermist, and Sandclip are very capable of handling themselves. Even if my brother weren’t with them….. They would be safe.” “I haven’t forgotten... It’s just been almost half a moon..” Her heart felt lost, and conceded. Snowborn said nothing but contemplated the brilliance of the stars with deliberation. “Frostspite knows. He knows their mission.” Palemoon couldn’t hold in this displeasure she found in the unknown. She grew anxious. “Snowborn, you can wait” she puffed. “I’m off.” She stormed out of the cave shoving Snowborn to the side and glided into the dawning night. Black Sun: Part 5/ Sun Blown Snowborn raced after her without hesitation. His magnificent wings opened wide to their full length. He was faster than Palemoon. He had to catch her. "Palemoon! There's nothing you can do. You can't change Frostspites mind. Even if you could- you wouldn't be able to find them." Palemoon cocked her head as she flew faster over the forest. "..And you don't think we should do anything!" she said with a sad look in her eyes. "Palemoon they're not in danger." Snowborn voiced, now gliding right beside Palemoon. "You'll only be endangering yourself. I couldn't let-" "I'm volunteering a search party, Snowborn..." He couldn't help but shake his head. "You're not even on the Guard. Palemoon, land now." She gave him a look of reluctance but tilted her wings to descend. "I'm not going to let you run your mouth to Frostspite on how things should be done." "But that's not- He interrupted- " You're not going on some deadly mission to go find them... When they're perfectly fine." You have no training- I do t- He had to cover his wing over her muzzle "Not for this stuff Pale-- not for this stuff. Palemoon pulled her muzzle away. "I have to do something. I can't sit here while they're out in the wastelands." "How about this... If I promise to talk to Frostspite will you stop this nonsense?" "It's not non-" "Pale." "Fine, but you have to promise I come along!" "Let's go!"