Euniska can feel someone watching her and it makes her sparse mane bristle and her tail fluff. You don't just stare at a herbivore and not expect them to get nervous!

Turning around with a huff, flipping the end of the scarf she's trying on imperiously, she fixes the source of the stare with her grumpiest little girl glare. It's... it's some kind of robot. That's not especially abnormal to her, but this one is awfully chunky! Kind of ugly.

Sticking up her trunk, she's demands, "What, haven't you seen a Laheyla before?"

Her ears fold down a bit when she remembers that it probably hasn't.