The hunt leader caught the bird, clinging to the right wing joint as the other wolves swarmed in. The pale yearling landed on the bird's back, grabbing at the base of the neck while the pup snagged a leg. Coran put on a burst of speed, his claws ripping through sand and grass as he took a great leap toward the bird, propelling himself up as high as he could. Coran's fangs latched around the bird's neck, an inch below the beak. He bit down hard, hearing the strangled squawk as he hit the ground. Coran thrashed his head violently, trying to break the powerful neck but at that point he'd already crushed its airway and soon the bird lay still. Coran held on a few moment's more to be sure it was really dead before releasing his hold.
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