Possum was at a local corner store, his little brother who was an actual possum was on his shoulder. He tried to get more weed from the owner, handing him some very crumbled up money. After that, he walked out the shop, and into the woods, going to his little tent. He sat on a log, near the campfire. He yawned, Possum rolling up the weed in rolling paper.

”Man, I miss being a little furball like you, little brother.”

Possum said softly, lighting the weed. He took a seat and chuckled softly. Then, he heard rustling in the bushes. He turned, a little high. He saw a girl, a human like him. He was a bit confused, a random girl in the woods.

”Hey. Do you..need somewhere to stay or something..?”

He asked softly, Possum chuckling a bit. He looked at her body for a very quick second.