Redhawk Caldera Over my dead body

And that is a perfect way to end!

Peregrine started out on a rant against Ashton. At least, Fitz thought it was a rant against Ashton. It could have easily been against Fitz and his dreams of creating a pack of his own in the near future. Had he mentioned that to Peregrine yet? He couldn't remember. Everything was so hazy and so blurry. The adrenaline had kicked in to help him deal with the problem at hand now his injuries were catching up.

To steady himself he dropped his right leg to the floor, transferred his weight onto it. That promptly collapsed under a searing pain of agony and he had to roll over to get it to stop. With Peregrine out of his line of sight, he heard the alpha lay down too but the words made no sense. What was happening to him?

Before he knew anything else, little tweety birds were flying around him as darkness enveloped him in its sweet embrace.