A few days after the funeral they met again. A wizened young mare and grieving old jenny. Twilight engulfed the donkey in her maternal wings.
''Oh, Matilda, I am so sorry. You have been staying strong!
The jenny smiled, stifling a tear. ''It's hard, but having you around makes it a lot easier.''
''Hey, I'm the princess of friendship. Being there for ponies is my job.''
''I wish those strong wings never had to let go.''
''Uh...''
''That you could hold me close at night.''
''Matilda, we're done hugging.''
''Be MY princess of friendship!''
''Please let go.''