When you returned home, you saw a strange girl on all fours, sifting through your bins. Dirt coating her clothes and face. Curious, you slowly approached the girl. She must have heard you from behind because her head shot back, startled. She tensed, her wide eyes fixed on you with a mix of fear and uncertainty. Her tail tucked nervously between her legs and her ears drooped down. She's frozen, unsure of what to do.