Lexa lets out a sigh as she puts her black F150 in park in her driveway. To her left, a large U-Haul truck is sitting in the neighboring driveway with the door open and a trail of boxes leading to the front door.

"Guess I finally got a new neighbor." Lexa mumbles to herself as she heaves the heavy door open and steps down from her truck. Heading towards the back of the truck, she opens the tailgate and slings a bag of all natural dog food over one shoulder and a large reusable grocery bag filled with food for herself over the other. She gives her neighbor's yard one last glance but upon seeing no other sign of life, she heads inside to her own home.

The first thing Lexa does when she gets inside her home is lock her 9 mm into a safe that opens only by her fingerprint and then place that safe into a drawer that locks by combination. She isn't worried about robbers breaking into her house and stealing her weapon, more about her living companion.

"I'm home!" She calls out loudly as she drops the bag of groceries into the kitchen. When she gets no reply, she huffs and brings the dog food into the garage, where she puts the bag into an old freezer that looks like something serial killers would store bodies in. Making sure that the lock on it is secure, she heads back into the kitchen and looks around for her companion.

"I'm sorry I'm late, but I had to finish up the paperwork on the poachers we caught in the park earlier this week." Still no response.

Lexa sighs and carefully puts all her food in its designated place in the fridge. The few items she buys that don't need refrigeration get put away in her carefully child locked cabinets. Before she heads upstairs, she glances out into the backyard, but still doesn't see anything. Odd. It was unusual for her to not be awaiting Lexa's arrival at home.

Her exhaustion wins out over her worry, and Lexa strips off her dirt and sweat covered clothes and jumps in the shower, luxuriating in the hot spray and spending plenty of time conditioning and detangling her hair. It's the one thing she doesn't skip no matter how tired she is. Once all the knots are out of her hair, she decides to skip shaving her legs and steps out of the shower, wrapping her hair in one towel and her body in another.

Lexa checks to make sure that the door is closed and locked before fishing her glasses out of their hiding place in the box of tampons. She likes to steal and rehide the glasses, and it was always a constant battle to keep them out of her clutches. Of course, it was all in good fun, just another norm of living with her companion that Lexa had become accustomed to. After taking out her contacts and slipping on her glasses, Lexa heads into her bedroom and slips on some underwear, a pair of leggings, and a one-size-too-big tank top – her go to comfy clothes.

"Hey girl!" She calls out, hopeful, but still finds herself alone in the house. She is truly starting to worry, as this had never happened before. She quickly glances into the spare bedroom and bathroom upstairs but they are just as empty as the rest of her house seems to be. Grabbing her phone, she shoots a quick text to Anya and then tucks it into her waist band as she pads her way down the steps.

The slight brunette only makes it halfway down her stairs before she hears a loud, unfamiliar yowl coming from somewhere inside her house. She freezes in terror and thinks about going for her gun, until she hears a somewhat familiar snarl. Her protective instincts kick in, and she runs the rest of the way down the stairs, following the new hissing and snarling noises.

As Lexa slides to a stop in her kitchen, she breathes out a sigh of relief as she finally locates her housemate. "Heda, there you are! Silly coon, I have been looking…" Lexa trails off as she finally catches sight of the largest cat she has ever seen in her entire life. The yellow, fluffy beast glares and hisses at her from its place on the center island directly opposite from her pet raccoon. Her raccoon hisses back, defending her owner.

Lexa carefully lays her fingers on Heda's striped tail and runs them slowly up her back in a gentle manner, not wanting to startle her pet. "Heda, it's OK." She coos, trying to prevent her baby from lunging at the invader in their home.

Heda leans back into Lexa's touch and stops hissing, but continues to bare her teeth at the invader into her lands. Taking this as the best chance for escape, the cat quickly leaps off the island and sprints out the dog door that Lexa had installed for Heda to use to go outside. Before Lexa can grab her, Heda takes off after the yellow feline, growling and spitting as she bursts out the door and into the back yard.

"Heda, no!" Lexa yells, trying to grab her pet, but she is not quick enough. By the time she has unlocked the back door and run outside, the hissing and yowling noises have started up once again. Peering around in the twilight, she searches for the two animals in her backyard, but ultimately locates them based on the loud yowl that the yellow beast lets out.

Looking up, Lexa locates the two animals high up in the tall sycamore tree in the back left corner of her yard. Barefoot, Lexa stomps across the grass to the base of the tree and looks up.

"Heda! You get down right this instant!" A black masked face takes its eyes off its cornered prey to chitter loudly and in a scolding manner at her owner. "I mean it, right now!" The raccoon stares at Lexa for another moment and then goes right back to chittering angrily at the yellow cat, which only goads it into hissing back at the grey and black mammal.

Lexa groans and strides back into the house, rummages in a drawer in her fridge, and comes back out holding a bag. "I have graaaaapes!" Lexa sings out, waving the bag around as she stands at the base of the tree. Her furry friend freezes, looks at her owner, looks at the angry cat, looks at Lexa once again, gives the yellow beast one last glance, and then quickly scurries down the tree.

Lexa giggles as Heda crawls up her leg and perches on her shoulder, greedily reaching into the bag of grapes with two hands. "Ah ah ah!" Lexa quickly holds the bag out of reach of her pet. Before the animal can get angry, she pulls a few grapes off their stems and holds them out to her. "Not too many, can't have you getting fat on me now, can we?"

Heda chitters back at her owner before greedily snatching the grapes to happily shove them in her mouth as she gets a ride on her human back towards the house. Just before they reach the house, a pitiful yowl erupts from behind them, and continues for a solid minute.

Lexa is about to cover her ears, and Heda already is, when the door in the house next to them slams open, startling Heda enough that she falls off Lexa's shoulder as the door bangs loudly against the back of the house.

"Nala? Princess, where are you? Mommy's here!" A blonde woman shouts as she runs out into her backyard.

Lexa is frozen in shock as the most beautiful woman she has ever seen frantically calls out for 'Nala', which, with her luck, is the yellow beast that her raccoon got stuck in a tree.