Hale presses against the bars of his cell as he sees Draco coming, reaching out towards him slightly, biting his lip softly. "Draco... I'm so happy you survived... I was really worried when that orc swallowed you..." He murmurs quietly, managing to grab Draco's hand.<br/><br/>While his grip was firm, Hale himself was relatively weak, a young, thin, nearly malnourished feline child with pure silver hair and blue-ish grey eyes, deep, black fur and grey, hail-shaped spots for which he was named. He was incredibly thin, his ribs easily visable against his chestfur. While still a child, he was fairly tall, about 5 feet total, and his tail is double that, and much fluffier than one would expect from his physical condition. While appearing as a very poor child, his fur is incredibly smooth and soft, appearing well cared for.