The hapless fox thrashed about wildly, but his hopes soon died, and he contemplated resigning to his inevitable fate... When he noticed the wolf sneaking his way. Part of him wanted the wolf to rescue him, hopefully in a way that wouldn't jeapordize his own life, while another part of him wanted to tell the wolf to stop, tell him to keep himself out of danger and let him either try to break free on his own somehow or just give up.<br/><br/>All this thinking distracted him from what was going on, and the fox soon realized that the dragon's maw had surrounded most of his small body, making escape seem almost impossible. Without thinking, the fox began to wriggle and writhe in the dragon's grip, pushing and kicking against him with all hopes of freedom.