Rarity shook her head ever so violently and in a negative manner at the racing thoughts that went through her mind as she kept on muttering. "Get it out of your head you foolish mare! Get that thought out of you, you don't need blood to live on!" She kept her eyes fixed upon the ground after the shaking and they also had both of her crossed forelegs in their view. The sights of the burned hoof were only more fuel of the fires of the rage that boiled deep inside of the proper mare. Her right eye twitched gently due to convulsion as she spoke her words in anger. "When will you heal!?"