The Tangle mostly void, partially stars

The reaction was expected, you see the child has done this before. She really needed to think before acting on impulse, it always ended up putting her in trouble. So when the snarl came all she could do was make her ears fall to her skull, her eyes fell to the ivory snow as the feeling of pain blossomed over her shoulders.
A squeak came then, it was cracked and painful sounding. An easy sign to note that her voice box was broken, she could feel the blood that swelled up in her new wound as the woman moved away. She was aggressive and defensive, Ora acted accordingly. Her ears stayed pinned, her eyes looked at the woman's dark paws. Her tail tucked to the point it touched her belly, her posture lower. 

Total submission, she laid flat on the chilled ground but then nothing came. Would she understand her stance? Would she see that Ora was not a threat, no, not a threat. All she wanted to comfort her,  to make sure she was alright.

Again she opened her mouth, her eyes crept up the girl's face before dropping her eyes once more as the painful squeaking sound came again. It was all she could do, well, unless she let her touch her again. To show her, how broken she really was.