Prologue

Judy Hopps sat in her apartment, scrolling through her social media. Nothing extremely interesting was going on. A few stories here and there that covered some cases that either her colleagues or she and Nick solved. She sighed out of boredom. Her phone started buzzing, and a picture of her parents showed up on the screen. Judy smiled and hit accept.

"Hey Mom. Hey Dad," she greeted.

"Judy! Hi! How are you?" her mother replied, a big smile on her face.

"How's the crime solving?" her father added.

"It's going great," she smiled. "Nick and I have been pretty busy lately."

"We've noticed!" Mrs. Hopps said. "Your father and I are always looking for the cases you two solve."

"So that we can brag about our daughter's success!" Mr. Hopps added. Judy laughed.

"Aww, thanks guys." She smiled. "How's the farm going?"

"It's going great as usual," her mom responded. "Gideon's pastries are as good as ever!"

"That's great!" A flicker on the wall caught her eye. She looked up and saw a shadow, but she paid no mind to it. Judy looked at it again and realised that the shadow was not her's. "Mom, Dad," she said in a stern tone.

"What's the matter, Jude?" Mrs. Hopps asked, worried.

"Nothing's wrong," she quickly said. "I'll call you back." Before they could say anything, Judy hung up and sat quietly at the desk, staring at the shadow. Her gaze flicked between the shadow and her phone, deciding what to do. Pull up the camera in zelfie mode to see who is behind her or call the police. Before she decided anything, there was a slight whoosh sound, and almost immediately after, she felt a tiny stab in the back her neck. Judy let out a little cry, her paw shooting up to where she felt it. She grabbed hold of it, yanked it out and brought the object into her view.

It was a tranquilliser dart. Trying to stay calm, she reached for her phone, but she couldn't focus. Her eyelids started getting heavy. She started sliding off the desk and fell on to the floor.

Stay awake, Judy told herself, stay awake. But the drug was stronger, and she was soon slipping into black.