Moonspear Vienna

Having returned from his patrol-turned-rescue-turned-bearfight, Bronco took the night to rest up, as itèd taken all the strength he'd had to climb the mountain's slope and get back to the crevass that he shared with Meerkat. And for her sake, he tried to put on as brave a face as he could, simply shrugging off his stiffness as travel-weariness. Naturally, he'd fess up not long before falling asleep that he'd had a tangle with a bear- but that he was going to be fine. He just needed some rest- and rest he did. 

It was a pale day when he woke up, the grey skies overhead almost painfully bright, but at least it looked as though the rain might hold off for a bit. He moved to the opening of the crevasse where the mountainside opened up before him, and lay down where it was soft and comfortable. Given the news he'd received from Mal, he sent up his call for @Hydra as he'd promised to do, though his cal was cut short the moment he realized how painful it was to try and howl with bruised ribs. Wincing, he gritted his teeth and attempted to call out again, forcing himself to complete his howl before he fell silent, panting, in the wake of a wave of pain that came from all along the sides of his ribs.