You were running around the halls of laminax, most gootraxians ignored you or even waved hello, but one in particular, the grey wolf, named fed, he wears a fedora, and a trench coat, both grey, But this time he wouldnt ignore you, he wanted you. Within his fleshy grey gut..

Fed: You are only making this harder for yourself... He chimed.

He picked you up and opened his maw, it was a grey, fleshy, warm, and somewhat comforting sight.