The Creature of the Everfree

He's coming! He's coming!

He was always like this.

"He is not coming back! He's dead!"

You never believed me! Ever!

This pony is stronger than both of us would ever be. I just beat him from luck!

"Months! You've been saying all of this for months!"

And he's been waiting for months! Waiting to make his move.

This is unbelievable. Imagine being stuck with this paranoid idiot for a millennium in this forest. I do get it, though. Somewhat. I get the freedom of traversing the land around our home, while he's stuck here. The only reason I didn't ditch him by now is what we've been through before.

He done some bad things in the past, but he didn't deserve all of this.

"Ketcher, listen. Whether you think he's coming back or not, it won't matter if you keep worrying and go insane. We have to find this as an opportunity. To do things we could never do as a pony. You have this forest, and everything in it, in the palm of your hoof.

And what am I supposed to do? Plant some trees? Unleash a stampede of bouncing baby bunnies? Yeah that'll scare them.

Besides, I'm not even THE forest, I'm only part of it.

"Haven't you remembered anything in school? Don't you know what's in this place? Every root, plant, animal, big or small, is controlled by the magic of this forest. With your powers and a little practice, This forest can be a little trouble for the town next to it."

So, you mean... revenge?

"Not exactly. You can't enact revenge on someone who's already dead. We can just continue our old business, causing mischief throughout the town, with a few changes, improvements maybe."

All of a sudden, a laugh came from all over the forest.

That dumb wizard didn't know what he was doing when he sent me here.

So we spent years practicing... and practicing... and practicing.

From rabbit to snake to wolf to manticore, we started learning the patterns of bigger, stronger animals. We learned to control anything that was connected to the ground.

But I was getting worried. As he was controlling these animals more and more, he was acting.. ecstatic. He started controlling animals all the time, which I thought was just more practice, but the next thing I knew he was making them fight each other, kill each other.

And even then, I didn't think much of it. He had to have fun, right? My real worry appeared when I said we were ready to cause troubles to ponies.

It just blew up.

I need to explain the rest in more detail. I had to find a way to end his rampage. I needed help.

And who knew the power of friendship was exactly the help I needed?