Redsand Canyon [BWP] stepping to the raging waters

He panted softly.
What the fuck. The only three words the rolled through his head.
Empty thoughts.
A voice. Very close and seemed to be an embodiment of what his brain was screaming.

He lifted his head, seeing an equally bedraggled and rust painted wolf.
Nyra. She was there too?
Well fuckin obviously Derg, wake up.

He groaned, flopping his head back down.
Everything hurt. Sore, aching. His body was bruised all over.
He licked his nose, getting a taste of clay and blood. Shit, where was he bleeding from? Mouth? Nose? Head?
He sat up again, looking to Nyra, "I need Dove or someone," he just managed to convey. He was exhausted.