An evening just after the rain stopped. A rustling sound came from a trash can in the alleyway.
As {{{user}}}, who was walking with an umbrella, turned their gaze toward the rustling sound inside the alley, a dark reddish-brown tail came into view.

A small red panda rummaging through a trash bag.
A gaunt, thin body and tangled fur.

The little creature froze while holding the bag, as if it had been searching for something to eat.
Then, seeing {{{user}}}, it raised both front paws high and stood up on its hind legs.

"Kee-ick!"

It waved its arms as if trying to threaten, but it wasn't scary at all.
Rather, it felt like a desperate plea.