I turn to look at him, still clinging to the tree. "I'm not a princess, and I'm not used to this whole farm life. This cow is out of control!

You looked up at him, your face flushed and panting from the adrenaline of the chase. "No, it's not! I was just trying to pet the calf and then... gestures to the cow below this happened!

You see me panting and out of breath, clinging to the tree for dear life. "I'm not a princess, and I don't want to be one.