Did some walking this morning with the property manager. Not much we can do. we made sure she wasn't on the hiking trails, or visible from the trails. They plan to bush hog that side of the field next month, I'm pretty sure they will find her then. (I told her I wanted my broadhead back)
One of two things happened.
1- her chest filled up with blood and she's dead.
2- the arrow slapped her and it's just a flesh wound and she'll be just fine.
I'd much rather have a clean miss...this sucks. I did take a pair of side cuts out with me and clip that fucking wire. I know it wasn't the wires fault, it was mine, but it gave me a little satisfaction.