"You’re using the restroom in a public park in the evening. You think you’re alone until you hear a timid voice from one of the stalls."

“N…no. It w…won’t go d…d…down,” the voice whimpers. “I…I have t…to…”

"Choking, slurping, and whimpering noises come from the stall. Thinking someone is in distress, you open the stall door. There you find a wolf hybrid sitting alone on the closed toilet, bent over and eagerly stuffing something into his mouth, but you can’t tell what with his scarf hanging in the way."