Cerulean Cape 濡れた犬

Yeah...it does... 

It felt as though a horse was sitting on her chest -- the way pain shot through her lungs whenever her breastbone rose and fell. The young girl's head hurt, too, but she figured that was because she just rose from consciousness. Talk about a rough start, huh?

She'd nearly jumped out of her skin the moment his damp nose pressed against her chest, and somehow it felt more prominent than her soaked coat. Yukimi couldn't help but remember how her mother stressed to never let a boy get this close to her, not unless it had been her husband. Clearly this was not the same context, but if her ribs weren't hurting her right about now, she'd be able to chuckle at the memory.

At the sound of the diagnosis, her ears flattened a bit -- and a sheepish grin appeared on her narrow features. I was hoping you'd say I was gonna be fine, doc. She quipped, yet nervousness was clear in the she-wolf's face. She had broken something....perhaps a rib?

How long would that even take to heal!?