Judy Hopps trembled like a newborn, eyes wide with fear. Cornered by the beasts three times her size, all she could do was inwardly plead for help. She had heard many stories of young girls being targeted like her in the big cities but she would have never thought that she would end up like that.
Maybe renting out her place in such an area had not been the best idea. Then again, she could not have afforded anything else. Her mama had told her to at least try, but everything was just so expensive. Even the little one-room thing she had..had cost her nearly an paw and a tail. At the moment, she wished desperately that she had been the chosen one for the role she had auditioned for. At least maybe then, she would have had some money on her already. She could have given it to the gentlemammals stalking closer and closer to her, right? Maybe that was all they were looking for and nothing else. Just..money.
"You know girlie," the tallest of the group, a wolf spoke with a grin that could only be described as predatory. He was clad in simple clothing, mere rags compared to his partners, another canine - a dog maybe? - and a tiger. Judy had never seen animals as large as them, not from up close at least. Maybe that was why they made her blood freeze: even as her instincts to flee from the scene flared up she could not even lift her leg. She knew that she was faster than any of them... then why couldn't she just run?
The amber eyes of the wolf bored into hers and she let out a weak squeak, pushing her lithe body more against the cool walls of the alley she had accidentally stumbled into. She had taken the wrong turn on her way back from grocery shopping and she had ended up in an area that was completely alien to her. Such a silly little mistake...
It all happened too fast. Before she knew it, something thick and made from leather had been wrapped around her skinny neck, barely allowing her to breathe. The bunny let out a noise of utter panic, her eyes growing even wider.
Only then did she start struggling, adrenaline surging in her veins. She realised that she needed to flee, that she had to run or.. or else...
Who knew what would happen?
The wolf just sniggered, claws flashing in the pale moonlight as scratched at the bunny's clothes, tearing through the thin material. He would not harm her: that was not his task. It wasn't as if she could leave, anyway. She was far too weak, far too little to escape him and his allies. What a puny little thing.
Judy ended up being tossed into the back of a van she had not even noticed until then, a whimper escaping her. The tiger had wrapped a cloth around her mouth - he had torn it from the bottom of her skirt, laughing when she had yelped at the action and tried to push him away. She would have never thought that anything like this truly happened out of movies. Reality had always seemed..different to her.
But if life was just like a story in which the damsel got kidnapped by the Big Bad Wolf...where was her prince?