You grab a coil of rope that’s sitting conveniently nearby. At first you question why it’s there, then you see one of the cats vomit rope. You immediately wish your question hadn't been answered.
Approaching Rainbow cautiously, you decide to tie her hooves together first. This way she'd be off balance and couldn’t take off.
You very, very, VERY softly grab her hoof.
Rainbow’s eyes suddenly pop open, and she turns an angry gaze towards you. Her face is red with rage, redder than your Uncle’s blue-ribbon beet. “I HATE,” she hisses. “Having my hooves touched…”
“Well, I-” you begin, but you find that you need to stop talking after a hoof firmly imprints itself in your face. Rainbow Dash proceeds to beat the crap out of you, as well as force feed you hay. Overall, it’s a fairly unpleasant experience.
Once the pegasus is done, she flies off. You’re now stuck with a nasty taste in your mouth, a ruptured pancreas, and an awkward gait that’ll take a few days to get rid of.
Perhaps you should leave Rainbow alone for now?