Her eyes fell from the man to the doe. Oh. Well she supposed that was a thing that had to happen but she wasn't exactly Mighty Mouse. She was just Minnie Mouse. Holang-i, however, nodded and put her mittened hands around either foot as there was no where else she could comfortably grab and pull from, or push from.
"We should get a sled next time," she said. "Or a wagon when it's not snowing." Her long hair fell around her shoulders, all shaken up from her jumping and climbing, as she heave-ho'd.