Xadin listens to what the wolf says and just shrugs a little bit.  <Whatever you want to think…> he said into his mind.  He then noticed that the kicking had stopped and the wolf was a little quite.  He then heard the muffled scream of a woman.  He turned around and saw Fizer.  He gave a tail wave to him.  He saw the bruised nose of his but didn’t say anything about it.  He then heard what the wolf said and felt the flames inside of his throat.  He grimaced a little before he reacted.  His throat quickly dropped in temperature and the wet insides turned to frost.  It would be very cold in the throat and helped to cancel out the fire.  There was some expanding of his throat and stomach.  He knew he needed to do something.  He closed his eyes and concentrated.  He then farted.  His stomach didn’t show any more signs of growing from the expanding air.  <A very clever idea trying to get me to burp you up.  Only problem is that I absorb all that I eat so there is no waste and my lower track is always empty.>  The cold throat went tight around him again.  Xadin then took another big gulp.  His chest and belly were pulled into his throat.  His waist and a little of his legs were now in his mouth which was still warm and wet.  The wolf’s head was soon near the entrance of the stomach.