Rainleaf woke up to a very loud, very obnoxious voice.
"The foal is here! The foal is here!" Sweetroot's daughter, Grassbrook galloped joyfully around. "It's really here! Surprisingly, it doesn't have very much black on it. It kind of looks like Slilverlake, which is adorable! Like Star she, yes it is a she, has a star on her forehead. Unlike Star, her star is black. That's the only black she has. Her wings are a beautiful bronze color, which I think is unusual. She has a silver coat and copper colored mane and tail. She looks like one odd foal! Oh, and the tips of her feathers are Morningleaf's blue color."
"Don't exaggerate, Grassbrook. She is totally normal and healthy," Star came into to sight. "And we are delighted with her. Oh, and after you left Grassbrook, something very exciting happened. I'm a sire of TWO."
"No way," Grassbrook gasped. "Morningleaf had twins?! Oh, my, Spiderwing. This is AMAZING! Wait, are you kidding me?"
Star stood there snorting so loudly, it almost sounded like he was laughing. Scratch that, he is laughing.
"Did you just say 'Oh, my, Spiderwing.'? Is it the new yearling trend? No, Grassbrook, I'm not pulling your hoof. Morningleaf had twins. And, yes," Star continued before Grassbrook could open her mouth. "You will be able to meet him soon. First though, I need to talk to Rainleaf."
Oh-no. Rainleaf's own mouth wouldn't open now. It felt dry and grainy. Am I in trouble?
"Rainleaf, I know about you and your blue flowers. What happened I saw you cry and blue flowers popped up. Just like me and my white flowers. What is going on?" Star turned his serious gaze on her.
This is nothing like she expected. "What blue flowers?" Rainleaf snorted uneasily. "I have no idea what you are talking about." Even to her own ears, the statement sounded weak.
"Don't lie, Rainleaf. What's going on?" Star stared intently at her.
"I don't know!" She suddenly exploded. "I wish I did, but I don't!" Rainleaf leap into the air. She flew as fast as she could, going higher, higher, and higher. She finally realize she was to high. Breathing heavily, Rainleaf dove down. When she could finally breathe, she thought of her unknown family. Where were they? Did they not like her at all? Why did they just leave her? When she stopped flying from exhaustion and was plumping down to the ground, a shied, or some sort of protective bubble was suddenly around her.
"She misses us to much," A strange, yet familiar voice spoke. Rainleaf could hear them, but didn't care to listen. She was to tired, to lonely, to sad. As her vision darkened, she could make out a foreign pegasus coming closer, closer, and then everything went black.