The worst part is how the narrative wants us to side with the deer, by making the minotaur a jerk and heartless to boot and his workers generic and apathetic. ("I'm just doing my job." opposed to say, "I've got three mouths to feed at home.")



"Let's plan to evily capture these breezies who would jump at the chance to live in the pony world with all their needs afforded to and would be perfectly willing to sign a lifetime contact if asked."



The ponies being given humble pie on their attitude of who is and who isn't able to use magic, I wouldn't have minded if I hadn't been done by EVEN MORE ARROGANT deer who care more about trees than sapient beings.