Joji stayed wary, even with the donkey's jolly swagger. The creature stood upright like a man and he was abnormally large, nearly four meters tall, with shoulders that could have blocked a doorway.
Joji felt his aura stir, ready to flare on instinct. A hoof caught his hand first.
"I am a huge fan," the donkey blurted, gripping Joji like a zealot meeting a saint. "I followed your cooking and gaming channel. You are the true chad I look up to."
The hoof pumped up and down with frantic strength. Joji returned the shake, eyes never leaving the donkey's face.
"Do you mind telling me your story?" Joji asked.
A deep sigh rolled out of the donkey.
"I was a survivor of Type Two Osteogenesis Imperfect in my past life," he said, trying to make it sound casual. "Basically, my bones were brittle for real. Like, life had me on handle with care. Twenty four seven."
He waved a hoof as if brushing off the details, but his ears twitched.
