Castiel had been walking for a few miles learning the outline of his home others were calling the basin, which appeared to be pleasant except for the part when he fell on sharp rocks that appeared to be old chucks of the mountains from long ago. At those occasions the stallion had earned himself a few stinging scarps it didn’t bleed much though for the frigid air froze the blood. After awhile he just left the basin avoiding others his mind was near to snapping from burdens of the past his heart felt heavy as an image of his mother smiling stuck in his head imprinted. Once he got to an isolated place he screamed angrily and the unicorn charged a tree stabbing it with his horn breaking half way through the old rotted wood. Swearing the painted horse removed his dagger and began to beat the crap out of the tree with his back hooves all the while shrill screams rung in his ears they belonged to the paint’s family. This caused the stallion to pin down the ears to his skull and cry “make it stop make it stop for the love of god leave me alone you bastards” after awhile of beating the tree nearly bare the stud just stood there all in a foamy sweat sobbing the screams left finally when he fell to the ground from exhaustion. The ground around him was covered with chucks of wood looking like shrapnel from a bomb and they jabbed at his side. Sighing the stallion just laid there too afraid to sleep for he knew the nightmare were waiting to leap out and the painted unicorn prayed to god no one saw his melt down.
@[Luneia] enjoy