For My Fellow Tormictionist

Ok, Tara, get me out of this one. And don't ask why I posed this.

In the center of a desert there's a deep canyon. On the canyon floor is a boy about fourteen-fifteen years of age. He's normally tall and strong, but at this point a third of the bones in his body are broken (not including his neck or back). He is wearing a light leather shirt and pants and has no water or food or weapons.

Take into account:
He's mute.
He's been there for two days.
He's not a main character.
(His name is not Lirel.)
There are no other human beings for at least a twenty mile radius.
At least twenty hungry animals are watching and waiting for him to die.
The canyon does open into the desert on both sides.

Now, I want you to get him out of there alive.