Nocturne Summit BWP3: PREY OPPORTUNITY

He heard voices from above and angled his head, trying to look up. He blinked rainwater from his eyes, wishing that his head would stop swimming and that his leg would magically heal -- he had important things to do. There were packmates he needed to check on and meat that needed to be dragged back to Moonspear.

But all he could do for now was call up to Charon and Amekaze. It sounded like they were making their way down to him. "Down here," he said, his voice not as loud as he imagined it would have been, given the effort. His lungs felt spent but he pushed himself up into a sitting position, keeping his injured foreleg pinned against his chest as his gaze scanned the ledges for his brother and sister-in-law.