Horizon Ridge dear science

For Xi'nuata! I'm pretty certain his healing progress isn't realistic, but I'm going to lose interest if I have to wait several weeks to even have him walk around, hah.

Since the rockslide, Kennedy had not even attempted to ascend the ridge that was his home. Instead, he had stuck to where he had first fallen, pacing only a few steps to relieve himself and then going back to his spot to rest. His foot had not touched the ground since it had broken, save for his one misstep after being freed from the rubble. It remained tucked close to him as he hobbled around on three legs.

Today, he ventured a little further from his resting place, heading north east until he came to the clearly marked border of the ridge. Word had gotten to him that Pump had taken leadership, and he once again felt scorned. He should be leading this pack. He should have a family. He should not be the one who was now the weakest among them. With a furrowed brow and a look of discontent, Kennedy stared into the distance. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to just let himself go. That no-name spoil-food brat had thought he should do it, so what was he waiting for? With the ocean just a short hobble away, he could just be gobbled up by a blackfish.