Nimbus Summit lying in positions like we've slept

I’m so sorry about my slowness. I’ve got big old mouth problems (my teeth are cracking and breaking) and I’m a little wuss about the pain it’s causing. It’s made RP quite difficult. Excuses aside, I never mind more threads <3 ;--;

The cries of his wife roused him from sleep, drawing his gaze to open tiredly. He did not understand what was happening, at first. The sounds of panic were shrill in his head, but sleep had a firm grasp on the man who spent most of his time rounding the borders of the mountain. Dreams of snow and caribou still played through his head until he drew in a breath through his nose and blood roused him from his tired state.

Pushing himself up, Issorartuyok blinked quickly. Antha was bleeding. Something was wrong. Something was wrong and she was suffering. The northerner felt panic rise in the back of his throat. He did not know what he might do. He did not know how to assist her. She called out to her sister and he stared, frightened, at the sight before him.

Antha, the northerner’s voice sounded quietly. What is wrong?