Her black body began to wobble down the road, she looked just like a stray pup, but with a terrifieingly contorted leg. It didn't even look like a leg, but more like a rag that layed limp from her side. Yellow eyes starting dully forward as she passed building by building. She didn't care much for what happened to her, accually at the moment, she was looking for food, but she knew she wouldn't be able to hunt because of her leg. She would have to find something on the side of the road, if there wasn't already a scavanger in the way.

An old, scraggly-looking opossum lay near a sewer well along the side of the street. A bit of blood lay on the pavement around him, and his fur looked terribly matted and un kept.

She stared to the Opossum. Her eyes rolling slightly with the 'oh god' type look. She wasn't in the mood to hunt. She struggled over to him and growled. "What's wrong with you?" She just guessed that he was hit by a car, though not all guesses were correct. She waited as she peered down to the animals. Awaiting for some sort of responce.

His beady eyes spotted the approaching hybrid, and his head instantly dropped to the ground. His entire body went limp and his breath got so shallow it was hard to tell he even was breathing. But, there was a faint movement as his eyes rolled up to look at Bedazzled, seeing if she were falling for the trick of 'playing opposum'. He had had plenty of encounters with canines, and knew it best to avoid them. So for now, he didn't reply.

Her eyes grew dull and bored and she leaned near the creature and opened her tiny jaws. Ready to bite him. "You don't get up and you're going to be my meal, i'm mixed with fox, thus a scavanger. A dead animal is a good meal." She growled.

For a moment he lay there, still faking his own death. But it soon came to him that this tactic wasn't going to work on her. Slowly rousing himself out of his tepid state, the beady-eyed creature turned his white-gray snout towards Bedazzled. His teeth were revealed, and there were a great deal of them, for opposums had the most teeth of any northern land mammal. A threatening hiss was offered as well, "And you're gonna be torn ta shreds!" He blinked fearfully at her, but there was a strong defiance in his eyes, the kind that an animal has who is not prepared to die. But as he said this, he was amazed, if not rather confused, at her looks.

She stared into his eyes and sighed. Sitting down and mumbling, "You see the way I am, I can't kill anything. It'd be able to get away from me. I'm just looking for a meal. I don't care what I eat." She closed her eys and let her head go limp. Her ears flopped infront of her face as she let out a deep sigh.