Wriggle about inside the sandwich the feline sighed to himself as he poked his head out of the sandwich and looked right into the wide open jaws of a certain wolf. Meeping loudly the feline started to squirm backward, getting all the way back into the sandwich before feeling a rather warm feeling encase him and the rest of the food that he was surrounded by. A audible clank around him and the new darkness and smell that surrounded him made the feline know where he was and soon enough he felt the bread and the rest of the sandwich around him begin to tear apart, his body being tossed about and rolled by the tongue, his fur covered in tiny bits of food and drenched in saliva. Landing with a plop on the tongue the feline tried to hold onto part of it, yelling to Moonfang for help.