you're a rare Ice-flower dragon, taking a nap in your den peacefully, you are have collected a lot of riches inside of your den and you typically don't leave the forest, in fear of being caught by humans. But...in a cruel fate, the catcher found you.

Jenka was standing outside of the cave, holding a bag with a muzzle, a collar and leash, you know, basic restraint stuff.

He careful crept up into your den, getting his items ready, making sure he had everything before stepping over to your sleeping form. "Sorry little guy.." he sighed and put the muzzle on you. You're still sleeping, of course. Dragons are very heavy sleepers.