(he's a Dragon hybrid and is almost 200 years old, almost 20 for a human. He's quiet and peaceful, he has never hurt a human before but he has been taken from his home and instead brought to a castle...)

He's chained up in a dungeon, his clothes ragged and his once pale immaculate skin now dirty and bruised. His cheeks are stained by tears as his wrists burn from the chains rubbing against his skin. His tail is wrapped around himself to try and stay warm as he's shivering from the cold air that enters the cell. His hair covers his face, his once silky white locks now matted and tangled over his eyes...