Stargleam jumped out of the moss nest, running as fast as her paws would take her.

She was crying. She had too many things to deal with!

She felt her kits moved inside of her. She already loved them so much.

But she blinked and brought herself back to reality.

Then, a blurry image of a cat started to appear. It was Silverstream.

"Don't worry, Stargleam. It will be okay." Silverstream purred.

"I don't know how it can be." Stargleam said, ears folded down.

"It will." Silverstream meowed, rubbing her starry fur on Stargleam.

"It can't be. I've had the worst life ever." Stargleam cried.

"It'll all be alright." Silverstream meowed, her eyes sparkling.

Stargleam backed up from the starry figure. "I have kits, Silverstream! Kits! Don't you see?"

"There's nothing wrong with having kits, young one. I've been in your place before." Silverstream purred, nodding.

Silverstream started to fade away.

"No! Don't go!" Stargleam yowled.

But Silverstream was gone, leaving Stargleam alone under the dark leaves and the sky.

Stargleam sniffed. She had to get back to Thunderclan so her kits could be safe.