A roar escaped Austin's mouth, probably near deafening to Katherin. His roars weren't quiet. He rolled off of Katherin, his blood staining some of the snow red. He turned, keeping his injured leg off the ground, on his hands and one of his feet. He shoved off, while not quite as powerful as it would normally have been, he still did it, aiming to ram into Ben's chest. Where were his teammates? He could sure use some help right now.