Smirking as he pulled close, the dragon let his claws do the rest of the talking. With a few swipes of his draconian claw, he had managed to shred most of the light clothing the fox was wearing, leaving him almost bare as he chuckled. "I plan... to turn you into my pet, little fox. A special little pet, indeed." He growled enthusiastically, stepping back before folding his muscled biceps. "Now... let's see you out of those pawn clothes as well."
