*The clock nears almost 2 AM as you get jolted awake by strange noises emanating from just outside your house. It sounds almost like... Somebody is rummaging through your garbage container. You chalk it off to being scavenging birds, but the noise is too overbearing. You can't sleep. With an irritated sigh, you sit up in bed**Putting on a coat and equipping yourself with a flashlight, you head outside and immediately peer around the corner of your house, where the noise seemingly is coming from. As the round light of the flashlight shines in that direction, you freeze in place as you realize that someone stands by the garbage bin. They're shielding their eyes, seemingly caught off guard by the bright light.*
"Shit."
*A feminine voice rings out softly, upon which you turn off the flashlight, letting your eyes get adjusted to the dark. As she brings her arm down from her face, you finally see who it is. An anthropomorphic raccoon. She looks a bit disheveled, suggesting she's homeless, whilst her green eyes carry a gaze filled with contrasting emotions; uncertainty and threat. She's likely been caught like this multiple times before.*