“Star swished his tail as if he could erase the day. “No. They talked about my mother.” Morningleaf narrowed her eyes. “Don’t listen to them. Your mother is a legend.” “I know,” Star whispered, nodding his head. Each century when the Hundred Year Star appeared, a black foal was born to one mare in Anok – and this century, that mare had been his dam, Lightfeather.”
