Blackfeather Woods if I had a voice, I would sing

he spun around and she backpedaled, and for a brief moment, they squabbled. and then they were falling, she atop of him and landing in a tangled pile of limbs. her breath was forcefully pressed out of her lungs, and something twisted and popped. she yelled - a sound filled with rage and hurt, a sound made almost unintelligible due to the simple fact that her lungs remained empty. 

things remained fogged and blurry, and her vision dimmed a moment. but then she was scrambling to her paws, and Rowan was calling out, and angry tears threatened to blur her vision again. jacked up on more adrenaline than she'd ever experienced in her short life, she yelled out a terrified "shut up!" she didn't move, trembling, still unsure of exactly what had happened but knowing they were in for it if anyone found them here.