Gross!

"Then that's, I dunno, voodoo or some sort of black magic!" Iho had managed to reply to Kitsune's strange question a mere second before the snake had him in its lethal death grip. The young arctic wolf was only vaguely aware of Kit screaming out something in anger and horror as the snake crushed him with such an intense pressure. Iho couldn't move his limbs, he couldn't inflate his lungs to suck in a much needed breath. All he could do was twitch helplessly as the anaconda strangled the life out of him. At one point he saw Kit go racing up the snake's thick body past him, but that could've been a hallucination of his panicking brain firing off all synapses in its last moments. In the snake's unforgiving grasp, Iho felt his heart rate slow, his oxygen deprived brain gradually shutting down. Darkness crept into the corners of his vision until merciful blackness overtook him. He hovered in that strange, burning, painful void for a few beats more. Then Iho went limp.

While he slipped out of consciousness, the snake hissed in rage at the little wolf pup currently gouging out its eyes with her antlers. Try as it might, it couldn't fight back and it couldn't constrict two enemies at once, so in order to preserve its eyesight, the anaconda reluctantly dropped Iho to the muddy ground. The snake hissed again as it beat a hasty retreat, realizing it couldn't defeat two opponents at once. Though the snake was defeated however, Iho remained motionless, lying limp and unresponsive on the ground where he'd been unceremoniously dumped.

"Speech"