Coughing, air returned to Violetta’s throat and she shook her head, before struggling up to her hooves. As the lieutenant dazedly turned to look, the bizarre dogcart suddenly dog-tailed, swerving left and right on the slippery grass, before finally spinning completely around and coming to a stop, fifty meters down the track. A moment later, Sergeant Ebonshield materialized at her side, having fluttered over during the distraction.