She started by examining the fringe of hair at the fetlocks. There was a distinct blackish line just above the keratin of the hoof, with faint tendrils leading all the way up to the knee, although thankfully they carried no further. Next, she gently lifted the mare’s head, looking carefully at her neck and brisket where the amulet had been worn. Interestingly, it was completely normal. Examination of the base of her horn revealed no change there, but Luna shuddered at the deep cut on her poll and the nicks on her horn.