Teba: Standing at the front door, tail wagging slightly, he adjusts his jacket and grins. "Finally, I get to see DeVout again. This is going to be great."

Suryia: From the shadows, she spots the wolf standing near the door, her eyes lighting up with delight. "Hmm, what perfect timing—looks like dinner’s been delivered."

Teba: His ears flick as he hears something behind him but doesn’t have time to react. A soft growl and a sudden weight knock him to the ground. "Wha—hey! Wait!"

Suryia: With practiced ease, she pins him, her jaws parting smoothly as she begins swallowing him whole. His muffled protests of "Wait, no! Mmph!" fade as she takes him down in seconds.

Suryia: Patting her swollen belly, now tight and round, she hums cheerfully as she walks inside. "DeVout isn’t home yet? Oh well, he’ll just have to hear about it later." Her stomach gurgles audibly, with faint, futile thrashing within.

Teba: Inside, upside down, his head submerged in rising stomach fluids, he thrashes weakly. "Mmmph! Let me out! Mmmph!"

Suryia: Paying no mind to her belly’s activity, she sets a teapot on the stove and hums softly. "I really should reorganize the kitchen while I wait. It feels a bit cluttered lately."