Chomp!

You begin to breath deeper as the dragon places a claw at the bottom of your chest. "Wait! Wait! Let's just talk about this!"

The dragon smiles, "Let's not..." In the next instant the dragon drags her claw down the length of your stomach. You stare in abject horror as your Wolfy belly is cut open like some kind of ripe furry water melon.

Thankfully the wound isn't fatal.

The dragons teeth though make quick work of ending your story as they sink into your hide an instant later. CHOMP! RIP! TEAR! You make one finely yelp as the dragon begins to devour you alive...

About 30 minutes later the dragon picks the last of your Wolfy meat from her teeth. "I'll miss you Wolfy, you were the best pet, and meal I ever had." The dragon gives a little chuckle as she slaps her full stomach.

How the dragon survives the rest of the winter is another story, for you though your story has come to THE END.

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