First Rampage
@sky-captain-jack
The shadows were gone... Or rather, they were at his feet so very far below. The fog in his mind cleared and he roared. A blizzard wipped up around him, spring receeding as if it had never arrived. Wilson stomped his hooves, crushing the monsters who’d tormented him. He bellowed again, stomping off. Something told him he had things to do.
Wilson pushed his way into a wooded area that seemed to have already seen destruction. His blizzard was changing the season around him to winter as far as he could see. He wanted to destroy something, he didn’t know why. There was just unknown anger bubbling in him that needed releasing.











