Felltree Marsh Shattered

Intended to take place a few hours after this thread

He awoke after some time, and found that he could not feel the lower half of his body.

Groggy and sore, he made an attempt to stand - though it was quickly foiled by the pain that shot out from somewhere in the unfeeling legs. Hissing simply to avoid letting out a cry, he returned to his laying position and carefully rolled to his stomach. At the very least, it seemed that the worst of the bleeding was done.

Wary that Viskani may still be nearby, he took in the surrounding scents before letting out a howl. It spoke of his pain, of the need for help.

Phobos never wished to be pitied, but if he were to ever return to Sapphique he would need assistance. He could not allow himself to remain here alone, or he was sure he would die that that way.

Broken back legs splayed out, he waited. There was nothing to do but wait.