Ryder realized when he heard Shasta's words fading in that he had blacked out momentarily. She asked him if she could do anything to help, and he just groaned. "I think I'm good just lying here and dying." he said with a twinge of sarcastic humor.
His wings shuddered slightly, and he struggled to maintain conciousness. His breathing was heavy, and he was starting to wonder if he might have broken his wing, due to the shooting pain. "Maybe..Um..Find somebody who knows first aid..I think I may have broken my wing." he groaned again and shifted his position slightly on the floor so that he was more comfortable.
His wings shuddered slightly, and he struggled to maintain conciousness. His breathing was heavy, and he was starting to wonder if he might have broken his wing, due to the shooting pain. "Maybe..Um..Find somebody who knows first aid..I think I may have broken my wing." he groaned again and shifted his position slightly on the floor so that he was more comfortable.