She could feel her heart beating in her ankle, and took a moment to look at it after the third arrow pointer she found. It looked worse than it did earlier, no doubt all the rigorous exercise she just went through was the culprit. The swelling had a visible bulge around her poor fetlock. There was no question she would need weeks of recovery before it was safe to trot on again, thinking of it as a well deserved vacation she was going to have after all this. Until then she treated it as delicately as she could.