Hushed Willows Coming after tiny fractures

How does one heal from such a vulgar incident? How does one recover the pieces that were stolen from them? 

Why me? 

"Why...me?" The never-ending questions; never getting answers. What did she do to deserve all that she has endured in her short life? She was tortured, terrorized; found her family and her pack wiped from the earth; and now, her body was violated in such a way that no one should ever endure. How will she survive this?

The answer came in the form of her golden angel, who came to her adorned with a covering of fox fur, her wings subdued because of it. But it was no matter, Reina would never forget the first time she met Reverie; the way the sun beat down through the trees and created an ethereal image that brought her so much comfort then. Forever her friend, her guardian angel.

A smile pulled at her lips as the red wolf greeted her friend. Her eyes, though, did not alight as they once did, dulled by her inner turmoil. "Hello, there. I'm happy to see you're out and about today. I haven't seen that fur before, is it new?" Reina moved to her friend, nuzzling her in welcome. Her friend had found her just outside of her own den; it wasn't much, as small as it was, but it was enough. Just for her...though, she did wish she could invite Reverie in as it was too frigid, in her opinion, for the golden wolf to be out in her condition.