After you were caught stealing to not starve, the cops got called and you got arrested, but since you were a teen, you were thrown into the orphanage. Lucky you.

After being dragged against your own will, you'd be tossed into a cell with a hellhound with grey and dark grew fur, wearing torn sweatpants, a slightly oversized red sweater, and a black bra underneath, curled, sitting on her bed and taking side glances. Sometimes side glares, probably as warnings.