I Don't think I'll write much more because people might steal my story, but I'll leave this up. And I'll still write it and might send some people PM's of the story.
In a peaceful meadow of soft, tall grass, the hot day turned to and icy touch of cold. Snug in their warm borrow, bunnies were sleeping soundly as the wind ruffled the grass quietly. Only one bunny, Foxleg, was not peaceful. In his dream a golden star fell from the pitch black sky in front of him. It said, "One of day one of night, together will do greatness to help all they care for, but one will do more." It blew up sending other stars into the sky, giving life to others.
At the same time, deep in the strong walls of the den, was Hazel. Before her were three shapes. One was dead, died in the birthing process. She pushed it towards the entrance, while the others whimpered for milk. One was pitch black, the other, pure white. After a moment, the mother laid down for a well earned rest as daughters and mother fell asleep. "Sunspot and moon-." she said before falling into slumber.
After a week had passed, Hazel was out grazing late with Zera, another mother and hazels best friend. They were tending to their babies and forgot to go out and eat. As the sun got lower and lower, under the trees, Zera started hopping over to Hazel.
"We should get going, it's not safe in the da-" Zera's heart stopped. A shadowy figure snatched Hazel out of the sky. Only leaving one, black and white feather. "Hazel... HAZEL!" Zera lokked around, Tears runing through her ruffled chestnut fur. She piked up the feather and rushed back to the burrow.
"Hazel is... g-gone?" Foxleg said, trying to fight back his tears, "I guess young m-moon and s-sunspot need a m-mom and since y-you have only r-raven, will you take c-care of them?"
"For m-my friend, alwas." Zera said as she walked over to Hazels burrow and took sunspot and moon, to their new burrow.