Delivering the Bad News.
It is unknown publicly how the Council of Elders found of about Judy and Nick's relationship. But somehow some mammal found evidence that satisfied the council's requirements. As with all cases that require action, the complainant had to sign the Letter of Formal Complaint and give personal identifying information. This and all supporting documentation would not be made public until the trial convened.
Judy and Nick had kept their behavior when in public in a professional manner. Any time they were walking in public they refrained from any display of affection, other than walking close and holding hands.
She was 24 he was 31 when she graduated from the ZPD Academy and solved the Nighthowler Case, with Nicks' help. She had turned 25 he was 32 shortly after Nick graduated from the ZPD Academy... and they started dating. She is now 26, and Nick is 33.
The last year and few months have done wonders for Judy's well-being; Nick's social skills helped her to better relate to city mammals. Back in his hustler days, a con-mammal needed to relate to any mammal regardless of their age, species, occupation, social status, etc.; a hustler also needed to hide his own biases less they give away the hustle. In turn, she helped him to overcome some of his cubhood traumas; Dr. Bearinton, Judy and Nick's primary psychologist, was doing the rest. Nick had a history with this bear; they once were neighbors in an apartment which had a shared lounge that served as an entryway for several rooms.
Their co-workers knew there was something going on between them; the predators could smell Judy's pheromones change when Nick was around her, especially when she was in heat and Nick was nearby. They were amused when Judy became tongue-tied whenever anything about nakedness or intimate situations was discuses... and even more so when Nick was around. It soon was obvious to everyone that Judy and Nick were made for each other; it was simply a matter of time before they would acknowledge what their co-workers already knew.
Soon Judy and Nick informed their friends at the ZPD they were dating; this became a cause for celebration. Now their friends and coworkers could freely discuss with this young couple what they wanted to for so long. Judy was touched by their willingness to help her understand males in general and Nick in particular. Nick was touched that his coworkers sought out his unique perspective on the criminal mind, and his quick understanding of social media. Understanding Judy was something else; they decide she was more Tomboy-ish but with juuuust enough femininity to want Doe-ish things... in privacy, of course.
Because they were the first rabbit and fox police officers, ZPD Mammal Resources mandated they attend counseling twice a month. It was mostly to prevent problems and ensure proper behavior. Judy was a high-strung, by-the-book and reckless rabbit; she also wore her feeling on her shirtsleeve. True to rabbit psychology, she expressed anger just as quickly as she expressed concern. Nick seemed to bring out her extremes at inappropriate times and her incessant prodding him to talk about what was bugging him... lead to more than one incident in the ZPD locker room. Combined these personal quirks together, and ZPD Upper Management knew they needed to get this pair professional help, before the ZPD loses two very talented but troubled mammals.
From all accounts, an observer could tell Judy and Nick was in a causal relationship; they could not be certain if there was sexual relations going on between them. THIS was the most important thing which would require the council to act; as it was the singular identifiable thing that would ostracize a bunny from rabbit society... if it became common knowledge. Predator officers knew what was going on between Judy and Nick, and ZPD Mammal Resources had them keep tabs on this couple.
Judy knew if the council found out about her relationship with Nick, especially what they were doing behind closed doors... it would mean they be hauled into court. If this happened... well, no predator-prey relationship ever successfully was cleared by the Council of Elders. Little did she know how Fate would use her and Nick's relationship to change how the Council of Elders did business.
The Chancellor and Matron were sitting in his office when a knock on the door announced their arrival. His secretary opened the door partway and stood between it and the frame. "They are here, sir. Shall I send them in?"
"Please do, Margret. Thank you." Chancellor rubbed his paws over his outfit, attempting to remove any wrinkles and crumbs from the early-morning snack. The Matron sat up straight on her chair, did a quick check in her small mirror, and then put it away. She had been crying earlier this morning and the evidence was not quite effectively hidden. The Chancellor had spent the better part of the past couple hours consoling her, and pleased they figured out a compromise that would satisfy the rules and regulations they were sworn to enforce, while bending them to give the bunny officer a fighting chance.
Councilors Floyd Jumper and his wife Elizabeth stepped into the office, the secretary closed the door behind them.
"Please have a seat, we have disturbing news which involves a member of your family."
Elizabeth took in a sharp breath. "Judy."
"Yes. So you are aware of her relationship with a non-rabbit?"
"Yes, and we have been counseling them for quite some time."
"This is disturbing, councilor. You do know we should have been informed as soon as either of you knew about it?"
"Chancellor, Matron... that would lead to an immediate trial. Our method was to guide the young couple into a slow and healthy pace. When they started having physical relations, it isn't clear. What is clear is they developed that part of the relationship in a healthy manner."
"Healthy? Predators are nothing if not sneaky, deceiving, and out only for their own gain."
Floyd placed a paw on Elizabeth's shoulder, and then looked at their bosses. "Nickolas is different. Somehow he has transcended the usual behaviors of his species. We think it is solely the influence of Judy, or at least started that way."
"Foxes don't change. They are on one of the lowest rungs of the social ladder. They have little motivation to better their lives, thanks to society keeping them oppressed."
"Which is why we didn't notify either of you two; you would have acted in same way as the societal reaction you just described. The primary purpose of this council is to improve Lapin society; why should it be restrained from doing same for the rest of mammalian society?"
The glowing pride upon the Chancellor and Matron faces was obvious. "We knew there was a very good reason both of you has such a high success record. You look beyond the rule and see the purpose behind them. You willingly risk reputation and friendship to uphold what's right and true. Now... let's discuss our plan on how to give this young couple a fighting chance to survive."
Councilor Elizabeth looked closely at the Matron, noticing the semi-concealed tear tracks. "You care deeply for Judy, don't you?"
"I do. She has overcome boundaries and progressed beyond what rabbits normally are capable of. She is what I want to expand this council's influence into society. True, we already have several rabbit couples in many areas of Bunny Burrow and the great city of Zootopia... who are members of this Council in a stand-by role. We call upon these when our available pool of councilors is spread thin, and you both are aware what tasks they are given."
Floyd and Elizabeth nodded their heads. Stand-by Councilors were normally called-in when two trials were going on and a third was needed to start quickly as possible.
The Chancellor cleared his throat. "Our courthouse in Bunny Burrow has had an increase in cases these past few years. This is why the previous Matron decided to create a new position, the Stand-by Councilor; these were to help relieve the workload from the current councilor in charge of the courthouse. With Judy as one of them, we had hoped to have a more effective councilor doing duty there. Of course coordinating with the ZPD will be a challenge, but if we have to, she can be forced to terminate her employment with the ZPD."
Elizabeth was horrified. "That would be the worst possible thing you could do!"
"It has been done before. The needs of the council require personal sacrifice."
"Sacrifice if one is willing, not if one is forced." Elizabeth looked into her eyes. "Judy is effective because of her passion. Her working in her lifelong goal of becoming a police officer is what fuels that passion. Remove her from being a police officer, and you'll lose her passion. Then we all lose."
The Chancellor placed a paw upon the Matron's shoulder. "We'll cross that bridge later. Right now we need to get the ZPD up to speed before we officially serve the fox-bunny duo." He picked up a few packages and placed them in front of the two councilors. "Take these... one set goes to ZPD Mammal Resources, another goes to ZPD Legal Department, and another goes to city hall. Councilor Floyd; since you are a retired ZPD officer, you should already know to whom to deliver these to. I advise that ZPD Admin does not inform Chief Bogo. Tell them you will be meeting with Mayor Lionheart, and he will be requesting the chief to come to his office at city hall shortly before noon. Let them know by giving them these packages early, they will be able to have plenty of time to get their ducks in order before the whirlwind hits."
He turned and spoke into the intercom. "Margret, please inform Chief Vaulter that the two Councilor Jumpers will be ready to leave shortly. They will be making separate stops at a few places that the Council Guard will not. Their personal escort should be ready to leave as well. This is all."
He turned back to the rabbit duo. "By the way, we already informed the mayor's office and scheduled your time for the meeting. Get there by 11:30Am; the Council Guard should be set-up and awaiting your arrival. We asked the mayor's office to ensure these two ZPD officers will arrive at his office shortly after noon."
Both he and the Matron stood up, followed shortly but the two councilors. "We wish you luck. You are granted the remainder of the week from now unto time of trial start to prepare these young ones for this trial. You may use council resources to prepare them, just keep in mind we will be reimbursed for selected items."
Paws were shaken and hugs given before the two councilors left the room. A couple young rabbit messengers took the packages and carried them onto the greyhound bus waiting outside the trial complex area. Several other buses were waiting behind this one, these were purpose-built to carry and quickly deploy the Council Guards.
As they rode towards the city, Elizabeth opened her zphone and started to compose a message. This was probably the most difficult one she would ever send; next to informing a family member of a loved-one's death. The vixen was not only a close personal friend, but also grandmother of one the *Accused*. It would be better to hear this news from her than she learn about it on the Tv. The following conversation was something she was not looking forward to, but for the sake of their friendship... it had to be done. They both tried everything to prevent this day from happening so soon; she only hoped it would be enough.
"Victoria... wake up."
The vixen was being shaken by her overly excited friend. She had worked extra hours the past week getting the scoop on a breaking story. She had to get her best friend and fellow reporter, Audrey Drew, involved just to get the whole story covered properly. At the moment she was having a really pleasant dream about a hunk who was massaging her whole body in all the right places. It was being ruined by a very excited vixen.
"Lady... if you don't stop it this instant, I'm gonna do something we'll both regret. I'm awake... this better be important."
"Listen to this." The recorder played a conversation between two mammals, one whose voice they knew all too well. This one was the night watch at the city hall, so it wasn't special to write home about. But the other voice... it was completely new. Victoria's interest was now fully engaged. She listened intently to what was being said.
"When did this come in?"
"A few moments ago. My crew was playing poker with yours, earlier than normal I might add. Anyway, when it was finished they did a quick analysis. Everything points to something unusual about to take place at city hall about noontime."
"Good. At least it gives us enough time to shower and put on new clothes. Which I might add... why do you insist on wearing that gaudy outfit with the over-size hat?"
"It's a classic from a bygone era. It looks great on me and I drive the males wild how I move around in it."
"I know the real reason and it has nothing to do with other males; it's about hiding your tod."
Audrey huffed and threw the pillow at her best friend. "A lady has needs and he rarely gets time off. It's a compromise; he gets what he wants and I can report the story on-time. Win-win for both of us."
Victoria shook her head. "Someday he's gonna do something that will hit a nerve. Then how will you explain that to your audience?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we get there." She patted the other vixen on the shoulder. "Isn't that a wonderful problem to have?"
Victoria Harridon could only smile and giggle with her best friend. "All right. Get our teams ready to go, I'll pass this up to our boss. With any luck we'll get the green light to proceed. If we really are lucky... we'll be first on scene and have the prime spots; you have your angle to shoot and I'll have mine."
Audrey hugged her best friend. "Isn't this how we operate best? Scratch my back and I'll scratch yours. Too bad our boss often separates us."
"Honey, it's called news; and we often have to catch it in different locations."
The best friends left the room in completely separate directions, each on their own mission.
Judy and Nick were out on normal patrol. The morning had gone uneventful, so they stopped at their favorite park somewhere on the border of Savannah Central and the Rain Forest. It was a small city park, tucked between two small strip malls. They could easily see both ends from the park bench in the middle. The various merchants would come over and greet them from time to time; their favorite coffee shop would sometimes send a waiter or waitress to take their order. If they stopped during Lunch hour, their favorite Delicatessen would send a waiter or waitress to inquire their order. Life was good. Unfortunately today Life was about to be turned on its head.
Nick was the first to see them. His hustler days had taught him mammals such as these would try to approach you from a certain angle. He had developed tactics which allowed him to spot them before they had a clear view of him.
"Don't look now, Judy... but we got company coming."
Judy perked her ears up; they instantly honed-in on the approaching mammals and turned towards them. Nick sighed; he would have to practice more with her.
"Oh, sorry Nick. I did it again, haven't I?"
"Yes, but I'll forgive you once we complete the next training evolution." Now it was the bunny's turn to sigh.
"You know it's our natural reaction, eh Slick?"
"They don't look like they're here for Tea and Crumpets, Carrots. Ok, put on your neutral face. Let's see what the Marshal Service wants today."
The two Marshals finally arrived at the park bench. One was panther, the other a jaguar. "Officer Judith Lavern Hopps, Officer Nickolas Piberius Wilde... these are your name?" Nick was about to say they were mistaken, but Judy knew from her studying to become a Detective it would be a mistake. This was a favorite trick of those sent to bring-in police officers; if answered properly they would merely be escorted to be questioned and released, but if attempted to deceive... it would give permission to keep them for an extended time.
"Yes, those are our names" she answered as she put her paw on his snout. Nick could barely contain his glee when he noticed the subtle dissatisfaction of being denied from one of the Marshals. He would have to remember this, and now had a newfound respect for his sly bunny.
"Please follow us, officers. We are returning to Precinct One. You'll know more when we get there." With that they were led a short distance away to where a government sedan was waiting. Once inside the driver was told their destination, and off they went.
Judy couldn't help but critique his driving skills, but thankfully refrained from expressing it. Nick on the other hand had settled back into his Hustler persona; he was observing these mammals while being very discrete. He was both surprised and impressed. Surprised, because they let very little information about them escape. Impressed, because of how disciplined they were.
Along the way the driver received a message over the radio, stating they would change vehicles at Precinct One and this would be driven by two ZPD officers. Judy, being a rabbit, was able to hear this even through the sound resistant barrier separating them from the driver. She leaned over and whispered this to Nick, who merely nodded. This told her Nick was in his Hustler-mode, and thus paying close attention to their escorts. As with all previous times he did this when around her, he would eventually tell her everything he learned.
When they arrived at Precinct One, they were escorted to their lockers and told to remove their weapons and utility belt, and lock them inside their lockers. Officer Catano and Officer Quickpaw were watching Judy, Officer Wolford and Officer McHorn were watching Nick. The Marshal escorting Nick was still attempting to catch him in lying, but this was stopped cold when Officer McHorn named the statute and verse for the tactics he was using. Obviously this told the Marshal he was dealing with an officer who was soon to be in an upper management position.
After Judy and Nick finished removing their gear, Officer McHorn immediately left to get the sedan, and Officer Quickpaw left to join her own partner, Officer Lioness. Catano and Wolford walked with the duo and the marshals down the hallway but stopped before they entered the lobby. Once McHorn had gotten Clawhauser out of the lobby, Wolford brought the group to the front desk. After a short discussion, he led the duo and the marshals out of the front door and to the taxi stand.
Officer Catano passed Officer Quickpaw and Officer Lioness in the hallway, greeting both and wishing them well for the remainder of their watch. She meanwhile was headed over to city hall; there was something going on and it wasn't sitting well with her. Chief Bogo was there, she decided he may need an experienced officer nearby just in case things went south. Not that the bull rampaging through the proverbial china shop, aka: city hall, couldn't handle things. But still... she wasn't taking any chances, or letting any china break.
Their bus arrived at the ZPD Parking lot, the one in the back designated for large vehicles such as this to park. Councilor Floyd didn't move; he was remembering the many times he along with his many partners had parked their cruisers nearby. Some days were good, others fair... and thankfully some bad days which were very few.
Councilor Elizabeth motioned to her assistant; it was the signal they used when she wanted to address her husband in a personal manner normally not allowed when they were wearing these robes.
"Dear, is something bothering you? Déjà vu perhaps?"
"Something like that. I'm just remembering many times my partners and would pull in here and park our cruisers. Nothing terrible... just going down Memory Lane."
She smiled and gave him a peck on side of his muzzle. He turned his head and placed a long kiss on her muzzle, lips to lips. Both then laid their heads on the other's shoulders, taking time to enjoy this private moment before they had to get off this bus and ruin many mammals day. After a couple moments he lifted his head, gave his wife another long kiss on her muzzle, and then stood up.
Their assistants grabbed the three packages.
"Leave that one here on the bus; it is going to city hall." The rabbits complied and took the other two packages and then followed Councilor Floyd and Elizabeth off the bus.
An off-going ZPD officer held open the door. "Which department are you taking those packages, Sir?"
"We are going to ZPD Legal first, and then to Mammal Resources next."
"This area has been undergoing renovations. If you don't mind dust getting on your clothing, take a Left at first intersection, follow to end of hallway. That's the temporary Mammal Resources. Legal is still at its old location."
Floyd looked at the officer's nametag. "Officer Delgato, thank you for your help."
The male African Lion gave him a big smile. "My pleasure, sir. Have a pleasant day."
The group followed the directions given, but made a turn and followed the hallway to a staircase. At the top they turned Right and walked a short distance until they were at the door with a sign labeled Legal. Councilor Floyd took a breath, and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
He opened the door and held it for the others to go inside. Once in, he saw the mammal he recognized even after all these years.
"Captain John Beaverton...How's life been treating you?"
The old beaver lifted his head above the pile of paperwork. "Captain Floyd Jumper? What brings you here? Wait... before we do that, let's talk about good times before you ruin my day."
"Awww C'mon, would I do that?"
Another mammal popped his head up over another desk equally filled with paperwork.
"Where are my manners. This is my partner, Sergeant Marcus Snarellie. If you were still on the force, you'd like him." Floyd shook the panther's paw, and then Elizabeth did as well.
"Nice firm paws! Wish I had them, then nobody will mess with me!"
The beaver looked at Councilor Elizabeth. "Is he like this with you?"
Elizabeth just grinned. "Yes, Councilor Floyd always finds the ray of sunshine in the darkest clouds."
"Councilor now? So you two really did go through with joining the Council of Elders?"
"Yes, yes we did. We have our moments."
"Like what inside that pile of paperwork you're bringing here? Alright... let me have it. Might as well get started, that's why you're here, isn't it?"
"Unfortunately John, it is. I wish it were under better circumstances."
The beaver placed the package in a machine, and waited for it to complete its tasking. Next he signed a legal pad on a clipboard, and entered various data. He stopped in mid-sentence.
"Officer Hopps... Judith Lavern Hopps. She's your granddaughter, right?"
"Yes, she is."
"I remember your stories about her; always wanting to be a police officer. You know, we here were very proud when she earned her shield. And now... this."
The beaver looked up with sympathy in his eyes. "I see you are having a much worse day than I. Floyd, I promise you... we'll do everything we can on our end to assure she lives!"
"Thank you, John. All we require is the mammals on that list are available at the appropriate times. Meanwhile Councilor Elizabeth and I will be at the Hopps Farm. We have a long week of training to do, so I guess we best end this and get down to Mammal Resources."
"Bottom of stairs, go right, turn right, end of hallway."
"Thank you. I'll have to find a way of getting back here. Sooner than later."
"I'm not holding my breath, I know the council; they're keeping you busier than a one-legged ferret in an arse-kicking contest." Both males chuckled at that.
"Floyd, shall I tell him?"
"Go ahead, dear."
"Our orders were to request Chief Bogo be kept out of this. We'll be at city hall soon, and they have already been informed. Mayor Lionheart will request his presence and they together will inform Officer Hopps and her partner."
"Why her... oh." The beaver now saw the other name on the Summons papers: Officer Nickolas Piberius Wilde.
A few minutes later their group was downstairs inside the room labeled Mammal Resources. They were being helped by a giraffe named Sergeant Geoffrey. As with those in the Legal Department, the mammals in this office expressed their condolences for their granddaughter. Nevertheless they would do everything they could to greatly increase her chances for surviving this. The package was scanned and processed as before, then logged-in and finally put into the basket to be assigned to a specific mammal.
After getting back on the bus Councilor told the driver their next stop, staying to make sure he entered the address in his GPS tracker and driving assistance unit. The sun was just starting to peek over the Tundra Town walls; signaling they needed to get there quickly if the proper placement were to be set. The Accused needed to be shocked at just the right moment; and nothing did this better than the whole area filled with Council Guards in full ceremonial uniform, weapons displayed and clearly seen.
Mayor Leodore Lionheart was home and sleeping next to his wife, cradling her in his paws. He was having a great dream; in it he was living as one of his ancestors, leader of a pack with many lioness and cubs frolicking around. Prey was plentiful, many varieties to choose from. He would wonder around his territory from time to time, as was important if you wanted to keep out other males who would attempt to dethrone you or seduce one of your lionesses.
Lunch today was unusual; a little bunny was playing round in a pot full of vegetables and boiling water. A lioness was ladling the mixture over the critter, occasionally pushing it back into the pot when it jumped towards the edge. This was something to behold.
"We're going to have fun today!" The little bunny said directly to him. "You should get that buffalo over here. He likes Hasenpfeffer!"
Whut? He looked over to where the bunny was pointing; sure enough there was a Cape Buffalo standing next to a cooking fire. The bull was doing something unusual; turning on a spit was a red fox, and the bull was basting him as he rotated slowly over the fire.
"You call that basting? My grandma could do better, and she's dead."
"I'm not through with you, fox. And where's that report from Tuesday?" The fox miraculously produced a binder and handed it to the bull, which promptly turned around and walked directly to Leodore. "You might want to read this."
The fox struggled against his restraints. "Hey! I'm sun burning over here. Get back here bull and put more of that stuff on me." The bull paid no attention to the fox. However the little bunny leaped from the kettle and sailed easily over to the fox. A quick flick of her multi-tool and they both fell to the ground, barely avoiding the fire.
"Thanks, Carrots. That's another time you've saved me from the fire" the fox said to the bunny, giving it a smooch on the muzzle.
"Anytime, Foxtrot." The bunny said as she led him back to her kettle. When they both arrived, they leaped up and into the cauldron. The buffalo helped the lioness stir the bubbling mixture and ladle it over the two mammals. This was not making any sense.
"Why did you save him from the fire only to lead him into the kettle?" He asked the bunny.
"It wasn't his time yet. But this kettle very well might do both of us this time." The little bunny said.
"The Council will want to taste this before everyone else eats it." The lioness said. She was suddenly wearing a different outfit; her cook's apron and clothes replaced by a uniform he was entirely unfamiliar with. One thing he did know; it gave off an unpleasant smell that he could not get out of his nose. She looked directly into his eyes. "Your mammal inclusion initiative just very well may have ruined the stew."
Leodore woke up with a startled and shocked look upon his face. His heart was beating something fierce and sweat had his mane all matted down. He quickly got up and raced over where his zphone was waiting, a pre-programmed number ready to dial with a push of a claw. He was trying to control his breathing as he waited for the mammal on night watch to answer.
"City hall, what can we do for you?"
"Mayor Lionheart here... check with Jenkins over in Personnel. I want to know if some unusual paperwork has arrived this morning."
"Mayor... Good Morning, sir. As a matter of fact I just signed for a package just a few minutes ago. ZPS Express delivered it. It was addressed to you, I set it on Oslo's desk and finished sending him a text message when you called." Good. He had trained his office staff well, especially when the unexpected happens.
"Thank you, Bruce. Please keep this confidential... I'm heading over there now."
"As I always do, sir. No need for the whole city to be in an uproar." The desk clerk ended the call and Leodore hung up his phone. He felt a pair of paws on his shoulders, pressing firmly into his tight muscles which just now started to ache.
"Something bad happened, didn't it? About Zootopia's fox-bunny duo?" His wife was perceptive as she was beautiful. He turned around and let his gaze fall all over her toned body. He was trying to use male's passion as a disguise; she wasn't buying it.
She continued. "I had a dream about them. Officer Hopps was playing around in a kettle full of vegetables and boiling water. Officer Wilde was..."
"Turning on a spit over a cooking fire. Ok, my love. Our dreams are same. Whatever this means, something bad is going to happen to them."
"Correction, my dear... is happening to them. It is only now that you enter the picture... and the ZPD as represented by Chief Bogo. Your staff is handling things discretely; may I suggest you give the ZPD's Graveyard shift a head's up? At least tell Legal and Mammal Resources to expect an unusual package."
"Paulina... why didn't you accept the offer to become an Oracle? Clearly you have the gift."
"Because, my love... my mentor had a dream; she saw how important you would become to Zootopia. Only you needed a strong female by your side, one who would guide and keep your passions focused on the needs of the city. It was she who foresaw the treachery of Mayor Dawn Bellwether, and how I would lead you back into that office. Officer Hopps was wise to heed my counsel, this is why she vigorously campaigned for your return to office. Did you know she seeks my counsel from time to time?"
He turned around and wrapped his paws around her. "So that is why the duo lurks around. Trying to gain favors from the mayor's office." She boxed his ears for that remark.
"For that remark, you owe me something. Something which will relieve stress in both of us. You're going to need this to counter the day that's waiting for you." She led him over to their special couch and assumed the position. The eyes she gave him made it clear he better not wait.
Councilor Floyd and Elizabeth's bus arrived at city hall and noticed the Council Adjutant and the Public Relation Officer both were talking to several mammals. Obviously it had something to do with the Council Guards, but they weren't certain. Once the bus stopped and opened the entry door, Floyd and Elizabeth stepped off and headed directly to the scuffle.
"What, pray tell, is the matter?" Councilor Floyd said to the group.
"Councilor Floyd, Councilor Elizabeth..." the Public Relations Officer said after greeting two elder rabbits, "this is Olso Swiftmane, mayor's chief of staff" gesturing to the male lion. "This is Jenkins Sighlentpaw, chief of security" gesturing to the male jaguar.
After paws were shaken and greetings given, it was time to find out what was the holdup.
"Councilor, we simply cannot allow weapons to be displayed openly in public. It would disturb the prey citizens and might cause a scurry." The panther muttered.
"Did anyone read the package which was sent this morning? We also informed city hall via phone call."
"Hmmm... the mammal on duty was not our office. Let me see which department it was. Hold a sec." The lion walked over to the nearest wall phone and pressed a button on the lower panel. After exchanging words, some not so friendly and a few may have included a reference to someone's parent questionable status, he returned.
"Apologies are in order. It was another department who dropped the ball."
"Who dropped the ball?" The voice was unmistakable to those who worked here daily. Mayor Lionheart was standing a short distance away, his small staff next to him as was his wife. Today she chose to wear her priestess outfit; since she still was an official member of the order, she was considered to be the advisor to the mayor. Besides, her mentor was scheduled to be here later today; which meant she had to give a report on recent events.
"Good Morning, Mr. Mayor. Admin Night Watch received a call before turn-over. This did NOT get forwarded to our Night Watch, hence our being unaware of the group we have before us." Olso, his chief of staff, replied.
"Hmmm... it is a good thing my wife is a priestess, otherwise I would be caught off-guard as the rest of you. Would someone be kind enough to introduce our guests, or shall my wife do so?" He received his ears getting boxed for that remark.
"A priestess's skill is not used for trivial things such as this" Paulina Lionheart said in an even tone of voice, one most commonly used in public.
Oslo cleared his throat. "Mayor Leodore Lionheart, may I present Councilor Floyd Jumper and his wife, Councilor Elizabeth Jumper."
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mayor Lionheart." Councilor Floyd grasped his paw with a firm shake.
"I concur." Councilor Elizabeth was looking at the priestess. "Would it be unkind to ask the name of your pretty spouse?"
The mayor beamed with delight. "This is my wife, Paulina Lionheart; Priestess of the Moon. Without her, Zootopia would lost." She shook paws with the elder rabbits displaying a warming smile, but gave her husband glaring eyes.
"Such a wonderful couple, never afraid to speak truth to the other." Councilor Elizabeth said.
"There are many priestesses throughout Zootopia, I am assigned to meet the needs of the city governing body. Specifically the mayor, his staff, and the city council... their staff as well." Priestess Paulina said plainly.
"No offense intended, priestess, but I am genuinely curious. How can a Priestess of the Moon be married? Are you allowed to bear cubs?" Councilor Floyd asked.
"Floyd!" Councilor Elizabeth nearly shouted, but genuinely was embarrassed.
"No need to be embarrassed, Councilor. It is one I receive almost every week. Yes, I am allowed to marry. However... I am only allowed once in this lifetime. If Love leaves my relationship, then my marriage becomes one of convenience. So, this male remains my husband until death do us part."
"Sounds like some of the proclamations the Council makes" Councilor Floyd muttered.
"The Priestess Council has known about your Council of Elders ever since it was created many eons ago. It was fashioned from ours, small parts, but ours nevertheless." She stepped closer the councilors, with a strange look in her eyes. "This year will be difficult for all of you. I urge caution in the decisions you are about to make. It could very well lead to end of you."
"That... was spooky." Jenkins eyes were wide and caution spread across his face.
"Let's get back to the matter at paw," the mayor muttered obviously trying to break the air. "Councilor Floyd, what was it you were so concerned about before I interrupted?"
"We wanted to put our guards in front of the entrance doors. Two lines; one on the Left side going to the curbside-sidewalk, other on the Right side also going to the sidewalk. Additionally, a few inside the lobby to form a wall where those we are summoning have only one path... leading to your office. It is in there we think what we came here to do can minimize our impact on city business."
The mayor thought for a moment. "I'll grant that, but I want some of my mammals mixed-in as well. I'll put my police officers on other side of the street, more inside in the lobby. How about it?"
The two councilors leaned close and whispered. After a moment they returned to previous position. "Acceptable to us. Our only concern is our guards are first they see upon arriving here, and the view of them is unobstructed. We have no intention of killing the intended mammals while they are here."
"You are referring to Officer Judy Hopps and Officer Nickolas Wilde."
"Yes. Judy happens to be a family member."
"Well, let's get started. Follow me." Mayor Lionheart led the way into the building, holding open the front door for his unusual guests. His wife giving him a smooch on his lips as she passed by.
Chief Bogo was called to City Hall shortly before Lunch. He expected it to be about the new mayor wanting an update on a recent case that was getting much attention in the news. What he didn't expect was extra security composed of rabbits in ceremonial gear carrying a mixture of ancient weapons. They looked like something that belonged in an amusement park or a renaissance fair. He made a mental note to address this to the mayor; if these new personnel did not have papers or other documentation proving they were authorized to be displaying weapons openly in a public space, he was going to insist they stow them away.
Upon entering the mayor's office, he noticed a couple elderly rabbits, in very elaborate robes and standing to one side of the mayor's desk. To either side of them was a few of the same rabbits in strange ceremonial gear, and behind them were more wearing the same uniforms and equipped with the same weapons as those outside. On the other side of the mayor's desk, more towards the door, was a couple rabbits dressed in medical gear.
"Chief Bogo, I'm glad you have arrived" Mayor Lionheart said formally.
"I came as soon as you called, Mr. Mayor." Bogo said in his usual no-nonsense tone.
"Chief, as you probably have noticed we have guests that normally never step paw into our fair city. Let's introduce them before we get into the details why they and their escorts are here" the mayor said.
"This distinguished gentlemammal is Councilor Floyd Jumper, and the lady beside him is his wife, Councilor Elizabeth Jumper."
"A pleasure to meet you two" Chief said in a respectful tone. "How is retirement treating you, Floyd?"
"We thank you for you warm welcome, Chief." Floyd said in equally respectful tone. "This job is a lot less stressful than being an officer... most of the time." The mayor was slightly shocked. "Yes, Mr. Mayor; I am a retired ZPD officer."
"I hope you still feel the same once we disclose why we here." Councilor Elizabeth said.
Bogo's hairs on the back of his neck stood up. This only occurred when dire news came.
"Let's have a drink before we discuss the reason. I insist, Chief. Trust me; you are going to need it." The mayor said.
"Council policy forbid alcohol consumption before discussing serious matters, such as we bring" Floyd said in what Bogo could only describe as the most serious tone he ever heard.
"ZPD Policy insists I refrain from alcohol as well." Bogo said.
"Very well. Alright... shall we have a seat?" the mayor said as he pointed towards the couch and plush chairs nearby.
Everyone took their places, the guards kept their places next to the Councilors. Bogo wondered why such precautions were necessary. Must be some ancient rite or tradition, he assumed. He then adjusted his posture and gave his full attention to the two elder rabbits.
A rabbit, who must be an assistant, reached into an ancient leather pouch and pulled out a bundle of papers, then handed them to the elder buck. Floyd pursued through the pages, removed a few and handed them to the assistant. He then handed a few to the elder doe, who checked through them, rearranging some pages. When she was finished, she nodded to Floyd.
The elder buck and doe rose to their feet. A rabbit dressed in an elaborate robe stepped forward and said in a raised voice: "Hear ye, Hear ye. On behalf of the Joint Council of Elders, Bunny Burrow Division, the Honorable Councilor Floyd Jumper and the Honorable Councilor Elizabeth Jumper hereby have communique to be delivered to the following mammals: one Judith Laverne Hopps; age of 26, female bunny with gray fur and white belly, purple eyes. Known to be employed by the Zootopia Police Department. Furthermore, one Nickolas Piberius Wilde; age 33, male fox with red fur and cream underside, green eyes. Also known to be employed by Zootopia Poice Department."
He wound up the scroll, returned it to his pocket, and returned to his previous position.
Councilor Floyd cleared his throat and looked directly into Chief Bogo's eyes. "Officer Hopps and Officer Wilde are hereby directed and ordered to appear in person before the Joint Council no later than 7Am Monday morning. Today is Monday, which gives the two mammals the remainder of the week and weekend to prepare their defense. They may bring with them any witnesses to testify on their behalf. They may bring any documentation, any video or picture they deem important which may prove their relationship is genuine."
"Their... relationship... is genuine? And Bunny Burrow Division? I've been to Bunny Burrow... I've never seen anything about this Council." Bogo stammered.
Councilor Floyd spoke up. "We aren't actually *in* Bunny Burrow; that village was there before Zootopia became the city it is today. But we still keep the designation simply because that is the closest rabbit-dominated town. That... and it is not that far away from our Estate. There are other councils in other towns, even in other countries. You could say these were the government before the present form emerged and merged with other mammals. Today all these councils operate similarly to ours; in a support role to the towns around them. Like our own, they rule over education and keep rabbit society on an even keel."
Councilor Elizabeth cleared her throat and looked directly into Bogo's eyes. "Yes. Officer Hopps was taught the How's and Why's about relationships when she attended the Adult Initiation Class. In it she was taught in very painstaking detail about Rabbit Psychology, Rules of the Burrow and of the Community. She was warned about unnatural relations with non-rabbits, and what the repercussions would be if she chose to engage in them."
She continued. "Our traditions do not forbid friendships with non-rabbits; on the contrary, they are encouraged. We are not so backwards that our Joint Council does not see the value of friendships and doing business with other mammals. The Ancient Writings warns us about the pitfalls of having romantic or sexual relations with non-rabbits."
Councilor Floyd spoke up. "I'll give you the Cliff Note version; the Bunny involved is ostracized by Family and Rabbit Society. This follows them wherever he/she goes; and once it is discovered being ostracized by their Home Burrow, the new place will also ostracize them... it's just the nature inside all rabbits, something we haven't quite evolved away from. This is an ever-repeating cycle. It also has a very detrimental effect on the rabbit involved. Sooner or later, the heartbreak of it all catches up with them... and they die of both a broken heart and malnutrition. You see, once a rabbit realizes they will never have close familiar relations with other rabbits, they lose their appetite, their minds shut down, and grief overwhelms them."
Both councilors returned to sitting. "Chief Bogo, we have more to say... but for now we will answer any question you wish to ask. While you ask and we give you the answers, we have one final request; Please bring both officers here to this room immediately. We have already made this request to the mayor. We thought you should be informed before your officers arrive."
The mayor could tell that this news was hitting the Cape Buffalo quite hard. It was why he offered the drink before all this started. "Chief, would you like that drink now? We have almost an hour before your officers arrive."
Bogo straightened up and seemed caught off-guard. "An hour?"
"Yes. I took the liberty of informing ZPD Admin and Legal Departments about his. I asked them to start gathering data for my officer's defense. Judy and Nick are shining examples of my Mammal Inclusion Initiative. I will not have them going in blind. Oh... the Zootopia Marshal Office is bringing them back to ZPD to get cleaned-up before being escorted here."
Bogo huffed semi-angrily. "Let me have them escorted here by a couple of their fellow ZPD officers. No offense to the marshals, but their presence would only aggravate my officers. I don't want them to be any more stressed than what this situation will give them."
Mayor Lionheart thought briefly. "Would this be acceptable to you two?" He was looking directly to the two councilors.
"Yes, as long as they are here before we leave, it makes no difference how they arrive. Wither or not they start on their defense Today doesn't concern the council. But since we are Judy's grandparents... It matters greatly to us."
Bogo seemed shocked, then recovered. He made his phone call to ZPD quickly.
"We are forbidden from sitting on the Judgement Panel; Family members should never be forced to condemn another close family member to death. This is forbidden by Council Policy and Tradition; it is also forbidden by the Book of Unnatural Relations." Floyd said quietly.
Bogo interjected "Book of Unnatural Relations?"
Councilor Floyd cleared his throat. "Yes. It is that which guides the council in how to tell wither or not the relationship between predator and prey, in this case Judy and Nick, is genuine."
Councilor Elizabeth spoke up. "We have already informed Officer Wilde's relative who has authority and means to temporarily prevent his appearing before our Council. But wither or not Officer Wilde appears, his fate will be decided."
A disturbance was heard at the room outside the door. Shortly afterwards, the door opened quickly and an older Vixen in a government uniform walked briskly into the room, accompanied by an old male fox. By the reaction of everyone here, with the exception of the Council Guards who had assumed a defensive posture around the Councilors and Assistants... she was known by all.
Director Audrey Wilde was in no mood for small talk. As the commander of Zootopia Health Commission, she indeed could protect her grandson. By the look upon her face, she was here on business.
"Elizabeth... excuse me, Councilor Jumper. We need to talk about this!"
"As I told you over the phone, it is out of my paws. Furthermore, neither I nor my husband can serve on the Judgement Panel. We both have had near constant communication regarding our Grandcub / Grandkit. We know their relationship is genuine; but that is something which must be determined by an impartial panel. Any other way would be seen as favoritism."
"We certainly did talk quite a bit about our grandcubs and grandkits" Audrey was barely controlling herself. "You and I spent many hours talking about Nick and Judy's relationship. Where did we go wrong?"
"I don't think it was us, Director" Councilor Elizabeth gently put her paw on the barely controllable vixen. "We did everything we could, short of jumping into their skins and living their lives for them. At some point we just gotta let go and hope they follow the path we placed before them."
"Councilor Elizabeth; you know I can take my grandcub and his ladylove... and put them someplace far away where your council can never reach them?"
"True, you can. But think about this; what will they think as time marches on? Could they have proven their relationship was Real... Genuine? Would they have wanted the singular chance to have this opportunity, instead of hiding away somewhere... never knowing how it could have been? At what price is it worth just to have the opportunity to prove yourself to the whole world?"
Audrey looked at Chief Bogo. "Chief, please tell me that you are doing everything possible."
Bogo looked her straight in the eyes. "I am."
His Assistant knocked on the doorframe. "Mayor, they are on the way."
"Thank you, Oslo. That will be all" Leodore said.
The next few minutes saw the Mayor, Bogo, Director Wilde and her husband Arnold, and both Councilors quickly devising a plan on how to tell this news to the Young Officers. Bogo was not exactly happy once he was told that there were only two possible outcomes.
"Well... it finally got out." Dr. Bearington muttered as he sipped on his mug of Salmon Egg Swill.
"How do you know?" Dr. Rosco, a male Golden Retriever, asked.
"This." Bearinton said as he passed the paperwork that was recently delivered via courier.
"Darn it." Dr. Otterton cursed as he intercepted the paperwork and gave it a quick glancing through before handing it over to his colleague.
"What in tar-nation is going on here?" A voice from the doorway muttered. Director Damyer, an Elder male Beaver, oversaw all operations of the Zootopia General Hospital, was just entering the room when he caught what was being said.
"Remember that ZPD fox-bunny we have been counseling these past few months?" Dr. Bearinton asked.
"Yes." The Director replied.
"The Council of Elders finally got wind of them." Bearinton replied.
"So? Don't they act only on specific circumstances?" The Director asked.
"True. But somehow either our ZPD officers messed up in Public... or someone framed them. Either way, they now have to appear before the Council."
"Not really. As long as they never enter Bunny Burrow or leave Zootopia, the Council can't reach them." The old Beaver stated.
Bearinton looked at the old Beaver with a quizzed withering look that seemed to say *Are you seriously proposing that?*
"What? It's as simple as that!" The old beaver muttered as he grabbed a mug of coffee.
"Can you stay cooped-up here and never visit your Family ever again?" The bear asked.
"Yup. Going on 50yrs since last saw them... or spoke to them." Damyer muttered.
"Ok, let me rephrase myself. Do you think a RABBIT can do that?" The grizzly bear growled.
"Hmmm... now that you put it that way; No." the elder beaver looked over at the bear. "Surely Zphone conversations would suffice."
"In the short term, yes. However, there is the psychological need for physical presence."
The old beaver thought for a moment. "Would anything prevent her parents or siblings from visiting her here?"
"No, but we don't know the extent the Council would go to prevent them. Or maybe even follow them. The Council might go as far as to hire mercenaries or the Dark Underground to kidnap her. They might even do it themselves. The possibilities are endless." The bear said exasperated.
"As far as we know, they most likely would send the Zootopia Marshal Service to retrieve both of them." Dr. Otterton interjected.
"Why didn't you notify them? Surely the Council would heed your words?" The old beaver growled.
"Can't. Patient-Doctor confidentiality." Otterton muttered.
"Didn't you encourage her to do it?" The Director asked.
"She made it quite clear how they would react." Otterton replied. "I was there. Bearinton and I normally counsel the fox and bunny together same time. The ZPD officers sit on one set of sofas, and both of us on the other sofa. We bother tried on several occasions."
"Did you verify this? How the Council would act?"
The bear stopped his sipping and thought for a moment.
"Hmmm... you have a point. But as the one in overall charge, isn't it your responsibility as well?" The bear asked.
"Touché." The old beaver muttered and gave a small bow. "Now if you will excuse me, I have to give a quick phone call to Director Wilde. I'm pretty sure she's blowing her mind over this. It's her grandcubs after all; even if one of them has beautiful long ears."
"But... foxes don't have long ears." Rosco said bewildered.
"Judy does; and in Director Audrey Wilde's eyes, she is already her grandcub." The elder beaver said with a mischievous grin.
"Clawhauser, get me the keys to unit #462." Ian McHorn said gruffly.
"Do I look like Dispatch?" The hefty cheetah said somewhat annoyed.
"They like you more. Besides, Chief Bogo has probated me from going back there after the last time I went to get the special escort sedan."
"I love the heavily-tinted windows on that unit. Nobody can see me take a nap!"
"It's there so the personnel we're escorting cannot look out or anyone look in. Where I'm ordered to take it today, I definitely don't want my passengers to see anything until we get there." McHorn said plainly, but with a hint of sadness.
"Is something wrong, McHorn?" The cheetah now sounded worried.
"Nothing I'm allowed to say. Now go... the sooner I get this done, the sooner Chief can get back here."
The Rhino watched the flabby cheetah zip surprisingly quickly down the rear hallway. He sighed; he hoped what the Chief told him over the secure land-line was a nasty lie. This was going to be a very dark day for Precinct One; the two most respected officers he knew was in big trouble. And as far as he could discern, it was complete rubbish. These officers might be the least likely of friends, let alone as a couple... but he was hard pressed to think of any two who were obviously meant for each other. Even when every officer here knew it before they did.
Just then his favorite partner, a Timber Wolf by the name of Howard Wolford, walked up to him. Close behind him was Officer Judy Hopps and Officer Nick Wilde, and walking not too closely were two Marshals from the Zootopia Marshal Service.
"We ready?" Officer Wolford asked.
"Go ahead and wait outside by the Taxi Stand. Clawhauser is getting the sedan keys from Dispatch."
"Anyone care to tell me why we are wanted at City Hall?" Nick asked politely.
"Chief Bogo called from there, gave strict orders to bring you two there ASAP. He also ordered Wolford and me to drive you there. Anything beyond that is pure speculation." McHorn said in a stern voice. Was there any voice McHorn spoke in that wasn't?
Judy's nose twitched. Nick learned to trust his gut instinct whenever he saw her nose act this way. Something was going on; and judging by these joy-killer no-nonsense agents escorting them... it wasn't going to be fun. For Judy's sake, he was going to keep the atmosphere as light as possible. After all... fun was his middle name!
McHorn watched them walk out the door and disappeared around the corner... and just in time! Clawhauser came quickly back through the rear hallway and stepped into his usual space.
"Here you are; one set of keys. Sign here, please."
"Hey... making me sign out for YOUR vehicle?"
"If I can't get a tiny little bit of info what REALLY is going on, then yes you will." The cheetah had an evil grin and his tail was swishing back and forth wildly.
McHorn sighed. "Clawhauser; we all know YOU have the most difficulty keeping secrets around here. This may be the darkest day Precinct One has ever faced."
Clawhauser froze. Darkest day? He may be the most over-weight member of Precinct One, but his mind was the fastest. He quickly processed everything that happened this morning. Officer Francine wore ballet tights to work this morning; why would an elephant do ballet? No, that wasn't it.
Officer Emma Quickpaw, a female lynx, was dropped off by a very good-looking male lynx; this time it wasn't her brother. New lover? No, this wasn't it either.
Office Lillian Lioness came to work carrying a very long case, and when he inquired about what's inside, she held his throat and said *You don't want to know, unless you want to get a debrief by my friends back in ZPD Special Ops*. Obviously she was going after the Sharpshooter Title currently held by Officer Wolford. No, this wasn't it either.
The only thing that really stood out from the ordinary, besides an elephant in tights and a gun-toting lion... was those two Marshals and Judy and Nick coming back to the ZPD early.
Two Marshals... Nick and Judy returning early...
Clawhauser gasped. "Judy and Nick!"
"Calm down, Spots!" McHorn slapped himself. He found himself using the nickname that Officer Wilde had given the cheetah. At least he wasn't using it regularly.
"But... but..."
"Stay positive! This could be nothing more than our new mayor wishing to congratulate them for all the positive things they said on his behalf during the election campaign."
"Then how do you explain this?!" The cheetah said, showing the Rhino two Tv monitors hidden underneath the counter.
One was ZNN News, the other was ZBN News. Both were showing a live broadcast of City Hall's front steps. There were two lines of rabbits in strange robes and holding antique melee weapons.
"Oooh... nice outfits! Wonder where I can get one?" Officer Quickpaw purred.
"Forget the outfits... look at those weapons! Don't make them like that anymore!" Officer Lioness said as a drop of drool escaped her mouth.
"By the way, Clawhauser... what about Judy and Nick?" Emma asked quizzed.
McHorn spoke up quickly, so Clawhauser wouldn't say too much. "Chief has ordered them to be at city hall ASAP. Officer Wolford and I will take them there... Chief's orders! Now... none of you will divulge any of this to anyone, understand? No one. Chief said he will brief the entire ZPD when he gets back."
The ZPD officers begrudgingly obeyed. Last thing McHorn swore he heard was Emma asking Lillian to swing by city hall as they headed towards where their police cruisers wear usually parked. Clawhauser was busy doing paperwork and keeping an eye on both Tv's.
He went down the rear hallway and out to the rear parking area, got into the special unit, and drove to the Taxi Stand. He pressed the button, which raised the divider between him and the rear seats; it was heavily tinted just like the other windows. No mammal could look out no matter which window they chose.
He hit another button, and both rear doors opened. Judy and Nick got in first, the two Marshals entered from opposite doors. The Marshals closed the doors and rapped on the divider. Officer Wolford got in the other front door and buckled himself in.
As they turned out of ZPD parking lot to head to city hall, McHorn noticed Officer Quickpaw and Lioness's cruiser pull in behind them. Oh well, Chief didn't say this was prohibited. So off they went. He got on the radio.
"Unit 214, this is Unit 462. Code 573 when arrival. Over."
"Unit 462, Unit 214. Copy that. Out."
This was his way of telling them over an unsecure frequency that he wanted them to stop a short distance from city hall and be prepared to drive quickly to his aid should something happen.
Emma looked over to her partner, and noticed the couple Uzi submachineguns she was loading. *Geezus,* she thought, *this girl is prepping for war!* Emma didn't WANT to know what other things were in that big bag Lillian put back there in the trunk.
Officer Catano heard this over her cruiser's radio. So the fox-rabbit duo was already enroute, and escorted by the psycho duo. Catano was already pulling-in to the rear parking lot of city hall. She decided it was better to be positioned at a possible escape route, or rescue entrance if you prefer. She shut off the engine, got out and soon was inside the building. She was impressed by the shear number of mammals from... everywhere. She recognized a few old friends from the marshal service and went over to inquire what was going on. Yep, just as she thought... it was the fox-rabbit case. So nothing to worry about, but she hung around anyway... just in case.
"This is Audrey Drew, ZNN Special Topics Reporter. We're live at the front steps..."
"Greetings viewers! I'm Victoria Harridon, ZNN News. Things are happening here at city hall..."
"This Zoo News World Report. I'm David Koalabell and here's what's happening in Zootopia..."
"This Michael Tanuyama of Far Zoo News. We're here to witness the unusual events..."
"This is your Greater World News, I'm Moosos Alexander. The Yanks are having an interesting time..."
Nobody could figure out whom or what broke the news to the news media, but one thing was certain; it was malicious. Someone was out to give Zootopia a bad mark.
In the background a dark and shadowy figure took out a satellite phone and placed a call. A couple minutes later it put away the phone and disappeared into the shadows. It had its new assignment, and preparations had to be made. Little did anyone know... it, too, had plans for the bunny.
Jacob Bufford Longears hung up the phone. "Soon." he thought "She will be mine and I'll be the envy of rabbits everywhere. Now to contact my *friends* in the Council of Elder's Estate; prepare the necessary paperwork to move her to a more secure location. That fox... he can suffer his fate; a fate he richly deserves. How dare he attempt to woo her away from me!"
