Ash suddenly found himself in a dark, wet, humid place. It didn't take long though to figure out where he was. The Lower jaw dropped and rose, the tongue taused him about, and light illuminated the interior as Little Bear spoke.
"Oops. Sorry."
The vocal sound rose up behind him and vibrated through the mouth as the syllables were formed. It was as though Ash was getting an unexpected lesson in anatomy. As he sat on the tip of the tongue it started to slide forward out of the mouth and clawed fingers came into view ready to retrieve him. He almost didn't want to leave just yet. As dangerous as it might get inside a giant Cub's mouth, he couldn't help but find the situation kinda amazing. It was like something out of some interactive museum exhibit.
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