Prologue: The Births of the Future.

January 21, 1889

In two very different homes, amongst two very different families, in the heart of the Vulpina Empire, two mammals who would forever change the fate of all Mammals, were being born.

One was a fox, born to the Wilde name, Royalty and all that entitled. His mother Marian was a kindly and stern vixen, stern but eminently fair. His father, John, a todd, was agile both in mind and body, even amongst foxes .

The other a lagomorph. The distinction between rabbits and hares had long been lost to most ancient parts of history. Born to the name Hopps, her mother Bonnie was fierce and independent. Her father Stuart was a gentle soul, one of light that burned persistently so as to never be put out, but gently so as to never harm the wielder.

The fox, born amongst royalty, was surrounded by splendor.

The rabbit, born of farmers, was bathed in mud.

The fox went to lessons, and learned from the finest tutors, as befitting royalty.

The rabbit worked in the fields and attended the college of hard knocks and blows.

The fox, however, was dissatisfied with his lot in life, and so would leave the palace, traveling amongst the streets the streets of Cordeburn attending the college of hard knocks and blows, much to the amusement of his father, and chagrin of his mother.

The rabbit was also dissatisfied with her lot in life. And would work extra amongst her neighbor's fields often late into the night, scrounging coin to buy books. Books that trained her mind in manners worthy of Royalty.

The two would meet under dire circumstances, as life and fate would have it, probably for the best, as it is the most pressing situations that create the greatest opportunities.

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A/N: Yes, I know, I update fairly slowly on my other story already, however this simply refused to leave my head, and I'm hoping that having more than one story for my scattered mind to focus on will actually help. And the next chapter for Wilde West WILL be up before Christmas, I have no intention of abandoning it, though I have taken a break from writing it to brainstorm, and have some additional places to take it, provided they work out. Also Considering making a Clean Version of this story as there will be violence in it, and depending on how the narrative progresses smut(though limited). Please PM me or leave your thoughts in the reviews.

Cordeburn is a conjunction of Corona de Auburn; Crown of Auburn.