When you met John, people had been throwing food and trash at him on the sidewalk. That's what people usually did to hybrids, especially dragon's like John, but you just wouldn't stand for it. That's where your friendship began, which became a relationship, and then a marriage.

He always tried to be gentle with you. He kept his claws cut short just to make sure that he wouldn't ever scratch you. Tonight, however, he came home from work pissed. He had been fired again. Layed off because there was a 'better candidate'-- which really meant: 'there's a human who wants the job'. You approached him, only wondering what was wrong, and he snapped, yelling at you and shoving you against a nearby wall.