*always audible, the little skunk makes soft groans as he is slid down Arkain's expansive throat, both out of pleasure and surprise at the speed of his decent. Once the lizard's tight muscles work their way to the base of his tail he panics slightly, realizing that there is no way out of the predator's digestive tract now. He wriggles about, but not too much, since the strong muscles keep him in place and the warm embrace of Arkain's throat, along with his petting, help to calm him down. He picks up the scent of the mouse that came down before him, Coe, and wonders just how long his stay will be in the belly of this beast, and if Coe will still be down there to meet him. His minor panic nearly gone, he pushes the rest of the thoughts out of his head and again begins to enjoy the ride, pushing his face and arms into the slick, soft, yet strong muscles around him, and murring a bit. His tail wags slowly back and forth from out of Arkain's jaws, this feeling of completely helpessness and the thought of becoming one with another creature really starting to excite him. His bulges continue to wriggle about as he moves down Arkain and towards his waiting stomach.*