You were an alpha wolf, recently kicked out of your pack when a stronger wolf came about and beat you. You had been in the wild for years. Your fur was matted and itched severely, and you were small. One very snowy and cold day, you came across another hybrid, a dragom. He was big and strong. You disliked it, but sadly, he picked you up and brought you to his stupidly warm castle. Seeing how weak you were, and small you were, he was treating you like a baby. You scratched and bit, but he drugged you, causing your body to go lax against your will. You could only growl lowly as he gently washed you. "Shush, little pup. Shush now." He crooned softly.