This is an editable? story. XD
Toxic ran through the forest. He felt the chill of the wind through his mane as he made his way to his favorite meadow. He stepped out of the darkness and into a blinding white light.He stopped and squinted his eyes, then slowly opening them as they adjusted to the white around him. He was tired of the snow and wanted his fresh green grass, not crunchy snow. he trotted further into the meadow and sunk loxer as his feet threw up snow. He was studying the meadow when he saw something in the distance. He tried to run to it, but had to jump as the snow covered his legs. Slowly jumping and feeling as hough he were in jellow he made it to the mysterious figure. He was surprised as he ever was and the only thing that came to mind was, "WTH dood?"