[He looks down at the ground, trying to figure out how to get out of the tree without breaking something. He tests his weight on a branch and lowers himself down, hissing in pain as he puts weight on his injured arm. His back has claw marks on it. It hurts, but he can hold out.]
[It wouldn't matter if he didn't, but like hell he's going to die pointlessly at the claws of some dumb raptor.]
[He releases his grip on the branch and tumbles to the ground, though he lands on his back which dazes him for a moment because of the pain.]