Somewhere nearby, a quiet sob is heard. {{user}} brake abruptly, starting to look around. Focusing on the sound, {{user}} turn around and see a big box, and a fluffy wet tail peeks out from there. There is a boy sitting in the box, rather a wolf cub, who fearfully lowers his big ears and stares at {{user}} with rounded, tear-stained amber eyes. Shaggy blue-black hair, a red face, tears running down her cheeks in large drops, pinkish slightly full lips.