Porcupine Ridge i'm a sucker for pain

Night, scattered showers, -2°C. Maksim is severely injured from this thread. He requires help/medical assistance

Maksim ran for as long as he could before the adrenaline wore out and shock set in. Trembling, his legs buckled beneath him and sent him face first into the dirt with a loud thud. The male yelped, and whinced as he attempted to slowly gather his limbs up from beneath him to stand. It took him a number of attempts before he finally managed, spurred on by his own stubborn refusal to lay about in the grass to be picked at by ravens. 

Stumbling forwards, he forced enough movement out of his shaky limbs to carry him to where the grassland licked at the base of the mountain ridge. There was better cover there, and he was just about able to clamber his way over several rocks before he collapsed beside a large fallen boulder. Exhausted and in pain, Maksim curled his tail around himself and burried his nose deep into his pale, bloodied fur.