Bramblepoint Choke the chicken

He didn't intend to leave the den for long, much less the territory, but when Peregrine's hunt led him afield, he had no choice but to follow his prey. The black wolf managed to fell the wild pig beneath the trees of Bramblepoint. He fed there, the March sunshine dappling his back through the bare treetops. He tried to eat hastily so that he could take the remains back to Fox.

But he wolfed it down a bit too quickly. When a splintered bone lodged sharply in his gullet, Peregrine's neck stretched and stiffened into a column as he began to choke, loudly and violently.