You got lost in the Everfree. As you pass a tree you hear whispers....silent whispers and before you walks the Wendigo King. The creature is pure bone....no organs...nothing but a skeleton and two black horns. It's eye sockets have a red glow in them that slowly look you close. It's lipless jaws slowly clench and grind as the whispers grow....the magic of this spirit of death makes the area slowly age and witter. And it's mouth slowly move An Equestrian pony? You must be lost, silly mortal. This is my domain. I inspire you to run....no one who ever crossed me ever lived to tell the tale for I am the Wendigo King of Death....and all fear me, be they good or bad. And the Everfree is my eternal Domain.