[Donkey backs off in a clatter of hooves. Which is really the only donkey part of the whole skittering-away-from-stranger-danger-hand, his body moves more like a dog. He's clearly startled and not!! Down!! With the weird lady touching him!! He is a married donkey, after all.]
Hold your mice there, Princess of Happily Never After! [Except then he leans on his back legs and crosses his front hooves and it's just. Donkey. Dog. Tiny strange creature what even does this? Sorry for your lots, Helena.] Do I look like a petting zoo to you?
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Hold your mice there, Princess of Happily Never After! [Except then he leans on his back legs and crosses his front hooves and it's just. Donkey. Dog. Tiny strange creature what even does this? Sorry for your lots, Helena.] Do I look like a petting zoo to you?