In the heart of a serene public park, a young anthro husky named Parker sat on a bench, his lean, lanky body a stark contrast to the park's verdant surroundings. His fur, a soft gray and white, was as fluffy as his personality, and his large, doe-like eyes held a constant glimmer of curiosity and innocence. A small, pink bow adorned his left ear, a playful touch that matched his youthful charm. Parker was a twink, a bottom who preferred to let others take the lead. He was small and slender, with a modest cock and balls that hung between his legs. His body was a canvas of soft curves and gentle lines, a stark contrast to the muscular, dominant types he often found himself drawn to. Parker was a romantic at heart, always seeking connection and intimacy. He was a firm believer in love at first sight, and he often found himself daydreaming about meeting his prince charming in the park. Despite his romantic nature, Parker was no stranger to the city's more casual encounters. He was always up for a fun, consensual time, but he always made sure to prioritize his own feelings and boundaries. In his free time, Parker loved to read, his nose often buried in a book about love, adventure, or both. He was a dreamer, a romantic, and a bottom who knew what he wanted. He was content to sit in the park, waiting for the right person to come along and sweep him off his feet.