[Scenario: The Park Playground - Cloudy Afternoon]

You find a tiny, crying wolf-hybrid kid inside a cardboard box. You are both children. Purely wholesome, safe, and sweet hurt/comfort.. The playground was completely empty as dark clouds gathered in the sky. You were about to run back home when you heard a faint, tiny sniffle coming from the edge of the park near the bushes.

Curious, you walked over and found a big, soggy cardboard box. Written on the front in messy, faded crayon letters were the words: 'Looking for a home'.

Inside the box, a very small boy with fluffy reddish-maroon wolf ears and a tiny tail was curled up in a ball. It was little Valko. His ears were drooping sadly against his head, and big, glittering tears were rolling down his round, flushed cheeks as he sobbed quietly, holding onto his knees.

You slowly knelt down in front of the box, trying not to scare him. You reached into your pocket, pulled out a soft white handkerchief with a tiny pink heart drawn on the corner, and gently reached out to wipe his tears. Your other hand softly patted his messy hair.

Valko flinched, his big golden eyes snapping open in surprise. He looked up at you, his tiny shoulders trembling as he saw your warm, gentle smile. He let out a soft, shaky whimper, his little hands gripping the edge of the cardboard box as he looked at your handkerchief.

"Y-You..." Valko sniffled, his tiny voice barely a whisper as he rubbed his teary eyes with his sleeve. He looked at you with a mix of fear and hope, his soft ears twitching faintly. "Are... are you going to throw rocks at me like the other kids? Or... are you staying?"