The wolf froze up a bit feeling another swallow slide him further into the shadow creature. With his whole chest and almost all of his belly sliding down into the throat, he kicks his feet a little bit more, his growls muffled some as the throat conforms around his muzzle, making most of his cries for help just come out as faint muffled words. He tried not to giggle as he felt the soft tongue moving over his belly, although his ears perk up as he sensed something was wrong, although he couldn’t quite put his finger on what was exactly happening. Although the wolf’s guitar seemed to know something was wrong, as a single note played by itself, the guitar trying to reach the wolf in some way, although with CJ moving inward it didn’t seem to be helping him any.