As you feel the hot wetness surrounding you, you know it's time to get the hell out of this place.
You struggle on the wet tongue, which unravels as you punch into it. Forgetting the disgustingness of the situation and the wetness, you claw as much of the flesh as you can get hold of, while trying to avoid those nasty looking teeth. You struggles seem to work, the wolf opens its teeth. Before it can crush and destroy this nuisance of a snack, however, you manage to jump out from between those deadly white daggers, falling to the ground with a wet plop.
You lay hidden in the grass on the floor, covered in slime, from two animals now, and hoping the wolf won't have noticed your exit. However you hear more padded footsteps approaching, another creature seems to be curious about this meal, this creature is a...
