Bass thunders from Gazelle's concert far away. The night is clear, with few clouds dotting the sky; one partly covering the full moon high above. Hundreds of mammals were enjoying themselves, dancing the night away. "Try Everything" she sings; a wonderful song to say the least. A catchy tune with a good message, sang by a beautiful and confident mammal who was an icon of peace for a short time, strangely enough.

"Try Everything". If only it were that easy.

Officers Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde were at that concert. And according to the stadium's ticket sales, so was Officer Clawhauser and… Police Chief Bogo? I never took him to be a fan of pop music. I certainly hope they're enjoying themselves, though. They worked very hard very recently. They stopped a plot that could very well topple the stability of Zootopia in its entirety. More importantly, Officer Hopps and Wilde made my job significantly easier. Shame, really. I really wish it didn't have to come to this.

Miles away from Gazelle's concert was a street of warehouses, some of them abandoned. Perfect place to use as a temporary safehouse. Call it cheesy, but it's always so obvious that no one ever bothers to check. I've been trying to pin down this trace of Nighthowler for years, and this little bunny not only tracks it down but straight up stops it's order within a few weeks of her joining the ZPD? Statically possible. Hopps seems like a very strong individual; First bunny cop, Valedictorian at the academy… A real all-rounder. This Wilde character, however… Pops outta nowhere and is suddenly getting recommendations and praise from his peers and Chief Bogo himself? I'm going to have to look into this.

Oh, the song ended. I actually liked that one. Not a big fan of that pop music, really. I just got into this band called Gorillaz; a silly name, wonder how they came up with that. I may have to buy her single soon. May as well get it once I'm back in the city, it's been quite a while. Spent the last couple of months in Sahara Square, and I would love to stay out of that blasted heat for many more. I think the concert's about to end. Hopps and Wilde booked a room in a hotel nearby, probably just to crash for the night. They also have a day off tomorrow, so I can also assume they'll be out and about. This is the first time I had to do an operation alone.

I guess that was another statistical possibility. You don't get many chances in this line of work. Then again, I've never had to bury a friend in the pale moonlight before either; along with writing a report confirming his death. Oh well, you know what they say;

"Try Everything".