The fox let out a quick, frightful yelp when his tail was grabbed. Then everything went blurry for a moment... And soon after, his view was clouded by reddish pink flesh (I hope that's the color), and a dark tunnel waiting for him at the end.<br/><br/>He was fearstricken for a moment until the dragon's tongue began to lick and slither across every inch of his body. This brought him to his senses, and his instincts soon kicked in as he suddenly reached his paws outward and grabbed onto the sides of the dragon's maw, determined to live another day despite the great odds against him.