"The husky didn't have a chance. Once the dragon's tricky tail had grabbed his hands, stuffing them in the big blue's maw, his fate was sealed. It was then that he resorted to begging, whimpering out to Strithor, "Please! I don't want to be dragon food! I-Mmmph!" before being silenced as the thick, slick tongue curled tight around his neck, slapping over his maw for good measure, effectively shushing the snack of a puppy as it gradually pulled him down..."
Collaborative effort between Ari the Husky and myself, was interesting!