Emberwood No one's here? Good.

Grace gave the white shewolf a soft smile, showing she appreciated that she was doing what she could to help. At Springs words, though, her ears went back down and she yearling went quiet. She wasn't ignoring the gamma, just trying to figure out just how long it'd been.
      "Well, it happened just a few months ago I guess. Nova said the top of the socket was shattered and there was nothing she could do for that. She did her best to keep it in place, binding my leg tight unless i was laying down, but it'd shifted upwards with nothing good enough to hold it there. She told me it'd never be the same again, an taught me how to cope with it for therapy." 
She looked pretty downcast, staring at her leg. She remembered the agony, the burning. The WEEKS shed spent only getting up to potty. The tedious process of Novas therapy, that hurt just as bad for the first few weeks. She was glad though, for Novas help: even if by some miracle she hadn't bled out, the damage to her leg would've made if impossible to do anything.