Brand held up a claw with one talon extended.<span style="font-style: italic">One second...</span><br/><br/>The dragon tipped his head back and suddenly the helpless wolf-girl was sliding down headfirst into the deep pit of his throat. A quick gulp and the wolf was a feminine-shaped bulge in his neck, wriggling uselessly with her arms pinned to her sides. Her entire body was closely squeezed and massaged as she was pushed down his throat and towards his belly. What little clothing she had simply disintigrated in the dragon's pleasantly warm saliva.