Everypony gasped. Oooh sweet revelation! Twilight held no punches; she exposed everything about the clearing she explored this morning. How it had been sacked. Every piece of equipment over there had been squished to a thin paste, and the stored lumber had been shredded to uselessness. She saw giant paw prints and claw marks only a creature the size of an Ursa could’ve produced, surprise surprise. This particular area was in such shambles compared to the bordering forest that pegging it as the Ursas’ motivation to go on a vendetta made complete sense.