The Zootopian Chronicles II: Darkness

by Menser

The Protectors: They came with promises of safety and protection from all the threats facing Zootopia but what if the greatest threat is The Protectors themselves? Nick, Judy and their Furless friend must forge an alliance with old friends and Legends from Zootopia's dark mysterious past to save their city and world against these invaders from within and new otherworldly threats.

37. Reynard's Story – Part 3G To Resist Ones

Reynard's Story – Part 3G – To Resist Ones Nature

This is the seventh of nine sections of the Third Part of Reynard's Story. Reynard and his allies would have to figure out how to deal with new pronouncement of the King. While it seems easy at first, Reynard's enemies have not forgotten about how the sly sneaky fox got away with meddling in their affairs and attempt to lull him into a false sense of security. The fox did not have a monopoly when it came to being clever, although they do have an advantage in that they have numerous minds to his one. Things reach a pinnacle as situations occur Reynard can no longer ignore. But denying his nature has kept all he loves safe. If he decides to embrace that nature, the results could be so devastating to so many, and he could lose everything he loves so dearly. But an ultimate betrayal shakes him to his core and forces him to risk everything to save the ones he loves more than anything else in the world.

The adaption of the original Reynard legend will feature heavily in this chapter. While not nearly as close to the original as the last chapter, a great many of the scenes are taken from the original but in a different sequence and context.

The story of the hare and ram correspond to the very end of Chapter 19 and Chapters 20-22 in the original legend.

The end scene of the chapter corresponds to Chapter 14 and 15 of the original legend.

This monstrosity breaks all records at 40K+ words. But the scary thing is that five significant scenes had to be pushed to the next chapter or this one would have never ended.

The chapter is Rated M+/++ not because it is a merely a Reynard chapter, but because of scenes of an extremely disturbing nature, extreme brutality, rape, sexual abuse, torture, cannibalism, violence, murder, gore, graphic sexual reference… well I think you get the idea. However the scary thing is that it is merely a prelude to what will come in the finale of Part 3.

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Zoodate: Zoodate: (-44 to -32 Years) (42 to 30 years before the events at the end of Zootopia The Movie), 145 P.C.

145 P.C.

Judy and Drew sat throughout Reynard's story transfixed listening to the amazing tale. Scene after scene they marveled at the incredible cleverness and complex subtle manipulation performed by their friend the fox. It was like he held all others in the palm of his paw and they were helpless to do anything but exactly what he wanted. However the extreme cruelty and unrestrained capacity for revenge of perceived wrongs was truly frightening. Reynard seemed to have no limit to the pain and suffering to which he would subject his enemies.

Judy was so mesmerized by the story that she had forgotten or had chosen to ignore any of the events that would normally upset her sensibilities. So when it was over, Drew found that Judy's stomach had remained calm throughout, and no cleaning was required for once.

Judy was the first to break the silence.

Judy: amazed "Wow you were incredibly cruel and vicious, although I thought amazingly clever in how you manipulated Bruun and Tybalt. I know why you would want revenge on Bruun, but what did Tybalt ever do to deserve such horrid treatment?"

Reynard: "The answer is simple yet complex. While Tybalt's actions were not obvious like Isengrim and Bruun, his was perhaps the worst of all. Tybalt enabled all those who were responsible for all the harms and wrongs inflicted on the children and innocents to continue their crimes unchecked. The wildcat was the puppet master utilizing all means at his disposal: bribes, threats, secret deals, blackmail, peer pressure, bullying, etc. Anything he could think of to control the entire court he used to his purpose to allow them to ignore all that was going on around them. It was why so many of my pleas fell on deaf ears. The cat was truly intelligent and clever, and I used the one weakness he had, the irrational nature of being in love. Powerful all encompassing love can be truly beautiful and awe-inspiring, yet can cause those caught in its embrace to sometimes act against their own best interests and become foolish and unreasoning. Bruun on the other hand was a simplistic mammal motivated by common simplistic desires such as power and greed. All I had to in his case was seek to solve his most immediate yearning which was solving his current financial crisis."

Drew: thoughtfully "It was hard not to sympathize with the cat and his unrelenting love for the Queen. I know the harsh treatment he received did not sit well with Judy or myself. But after hearing this information, it definitely makes it a bit more palatable."

Reynard: "Who is more dangerous, the enemy right in front of you, or the one stabbing you in the back? He had a paw in the suffering and abuses of everyone affected in the kingdom. If someone had a beautiful pure love for someone they couldn't have, and took out their frustrations by raping thousands of others as a substitute for unreturned affections to satisfy their desire, would you sympathize with them?"

Drew: nodding in understanding "I see your point. Looking at it that way, he got everything he could have deserved. I was quite impressed by your cousin Grimbeert though. I would love to have someone like him defending me if I was in trouble with the law."

Reynard: "Yes, I echo that sentiment. I had known Grimbeert since first coming to court, and was very impressed with his ability to see everything around him and understand how everything interconnected as if it was a living body. Not only did he understand every tiny piece, but instead saw how it all fit together. Such an ability is astonishing and rare, and I cultivated a friendship and association with him the moment I recognized what a truly gifted individual he was. For I have always been on the lookout my entire life for those truly rare individuals like Jack Savage, Grimbeert, Mayor Le Pew and of course you two."

Judy: surprised "You.. you think we are that special?"

Reynard: grinning wide "You got a three gold key card didn't you? Such a thing is truly rare indeed. But upon meeting both of you, I knew for sure my instincts were right. Fortunately for my survival in my turbulent life, they have rarely been wrong. Individuals such as yourselves truly influence the world and others wherever they go. The impact of your lives and actions will be far reaching. Those are the only mammals I would ever want to call close friends. The world is full of boring and mundane. But you two are anything but boring. Drew, I know you think of yourself as boring, but you are one of the most complex individuals I have ever met. Like Grimbeert, you have a unique ability to consider every possibility, every scenario, every motivation, every conceivable option and somehow still have the ability make sense of everything. I imagine for anyone else, it would be vastly overwhelming."

Judy: smiling "He is a thinker, that is for sure."

Drew looked a bit embarrassed by Reynard's flattery.

Reynard: speaking to Drew "But your numerous other gifts are endless. Your instincts and subtle senses, your ability to see to the true nature of individuals, your selflessness, your capacity for love and desire to help others, your unwavering love and support for your friends, your diplomacy and desire to satisfy all parties, the list goes on and on. You might think I didn't see all this, but becoming what I have become required that I recognize such special mammals with which to surround myself."

Reynard: looking now to Judy "Don't think I forgot you my little bunny friend. The things that make you special are quite long indeed. I am sure Drew here could help me list so many that we would never finish the story you need to hear. But things such as your immense heart, your determination, unwavering devotion and focus to causes you see as just, your brilliant mind, the desire to defend the helpless, your optimism and hope, infinite capacity for love, the ability to look past the obvious to the hidden, the capability to see beyond stereotypes and prejudices, your unrestrained joy and happiness, the capacity to look for the best in everyone… the list goes on and on. I am truly honored and fortunate to have met you both. And I hope that you will allow me the honor of sharing in your journey as you continue to change two entire worlds."

Everything was quiet for quite awhile until Drew finally broke the silence.

Drew: flabbergasted "I… I am beyond words. I know that is quite momentous for me and that should tell you how significant such a reaction is. But I have to say we feel the same about yourself. You are truly everything that you said when mentioning an individual that changes the world around them wherever you go. I am sure the number of lives you have influenced is vast indeed. The rumors whispered speak of you as a god come to the world changing all you touch. It seemed that was fantastical and merely myth, but as I hear each part of your story, I admit that there is truth there..."

Judy touched Drew looking at him plaintively indicating that she wished to speak. You had to do that with the human or he could go on forever once he got on one of these rolls.

Judy: excited "It is why we want to help Marion so much! We want to do everything we can to bring you back with your sister. I admit it was initially more about Nick. But the more we have gotten to know you, the more important it has become to help heal the incredible pain I sense from you every time you speak of her."

Reynard: regarding the bunny with a slight smile "Such a desire is so like yourself. I only wish it was something more realistic. I have come to terms with what happened and the fact that it is unlikely we will ever get past those differences. I have not dared to hope that what you seek is possible. I have been afraid of setting myself up for disappointment as that pain would truly be terrible indeed. I have gone through so much pain in my life. I know you would think I would be immune to it at this point. You would be right about most things. But my sister, my first light, that is something even I can't handle."

The sadness in Reynard as he spoke was so heart wrenching Judy couldn't contain herself and she began to weep. Drew held her close and tried his best to give her positive thoughts while catching her tears as they dripped down her face.

Drew: somberly "I admit I share your concerns. But Judy's insatiable hope has been the thing driving me forward to at least try. I mean we have made progress already where there was none. Your sister now remembers you, or at least fragments of you. She remembers Aza and her nieces and nephews. If nothing else, that is a good thing. I know you think this could do even more harm than good as Marion is now thoroughly confused as to why she doesn't remember so much. But this truly highlights why it is important we continue, and at least try everything possible to return her memories. So much has been lost between you two. But both of you still have much life to live. And the impact to so many others such as Nick and what parts of your family still exist is far too great to ignore this."

Judy finally recovered enough to speak again.

Judy: sniffling and pleading "You are our friend, and we want to help you so much. You have done so much for so many. It is time someone else tried to do the same for you. Please let us try to help you."

Reynard regarded the little bunny with such kindness and love.

Reynard: "Your natures are so pure and true. Never before have I ever met anyone so. And to meet two such individuals together is truly astonishing. You both deserve each other so much. Knowing you two are together provides me such satisfaction and bliss. You always wonder why I am so obsessed with your relationship. Well that is a key part of that. I can't deny that the uniqueness and curiosity also play their part, but seeing your bond reminds me of what Aza and I had."

Judy's bottom lip began to shake and she looked truly upset.

Judy: distressed "Had?"

Reynard: grinning "You didn't think a clever fox such as myself would give anything away that he didn't wish."

Judy: sullen and frowning "You're so mean and frustrating!"

Reynard: laughing "Such is my nature. You two don't think you have a monopoly on that do you?"

Drew: laughing "Sly fox. You may be frustrating, but I admit it wouldn't be half as fun if it were otherwise. I know Judy here would disagree, but I so appreciate the mystery, intrigue and cunning that surrounds you. Well I have to say your entire defense in front of the King and court was beyond words. I really had no idea how you could have avoided all the charges considering the degree of your guilt. Everything was truly masterful. The unpredictability, how you turned every accusation against the accusers to their astonishment and dismay. I have never heard anything like it. But the ending, hearing the pronouncement of the King gave me chills."

Judy: troubled "Yes. I could sense that you were quite distressed by what he said. With such a strictly defined law, how could you possibly protect the children and innocents in the other districts?"

Reynard: "Yes, that was my true quandary. It was something I wrestled with for some time forward. And it will be central to the rest of this part of the story. Could I resist my nature and ignore the cries of innocents? Could you resist those parts of each of your natures? Judy, could you not love or hope? Could you stand by and watch when you could do something while the helpless were harmed and victimized? Drew, could you avoid looking at all the possibilities? Could you stand by while your friends, and any you truly love, suffered in anguish and do nothing? Of course not. If you did nothing, then you would lose who you are. But the consequences in the circumstances in which I found myself were truly dire indeed. And the consequences did not just affect me, but my whole personal family, my friends and allies, all who lived in my district and my Kids. So many would suffer if I took a misstep. But again… could I deny my nature? Could I ignore the pain and suffering? Could I resist my every instinct to reach out and aide those in desperate need? As you can surely imagine, times ahead were torturous indeed on so many different levels for so many. Knowing what you know, I am sure you can imagine that the events to come would be arduous and severe. But why leave you waiting? Shall we get to it?"

Both Judy and Drew nodded their heads in response and refilled their drinks.

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Zoodate: (-34 Years) (32 years before the events at the end of Zootopia The Movie)

The King's new edict regarding non-interference between districts and bosses was certainly a hard pill for Reynard to swallow. But he refused to dwell upon it as he returned directly to his home and his most precious family. At least he was given a brief reprieve and he was determined to take full advantage. There was nothing like facing eminent death to make you appreciate all you had. It really helped to put what was truly important into perspective. Reynard invited his ally and cousin Grimbeert home to Maupertuis to celebrate. And celebrate they did as Reynard called to hastily arrange a party for his family, his in-laws Aza's parents, his lieutenants and advisers, prominent members in the district, allies in court and several of the caretakers for his Kids.

By the time Grimbeert and Reynard arrived at the estate, taking their time walking back the same way they came, they could see things were quite well underway as they witnessed catering service trucks, party planners, decorators, musicians and numerous others working hard to get everything ready. As he walked up to the front door of the estate, Reynard was greeted by the greatest sight as his little army of kits came pouring out the door, and the fox reached down and picked up all four of them in his arms at once and spun them around laughing enjoying their unrestrained joy that their father had returned to them alive. As he approached the door and the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, his adoring wife Aza, he gently placed his kits on the ground and stood before her holding fer face gently in his paws touching his forehead to hers and letting out a sigh enjoying her intoxicating scent. They needed no words to express what they were feeling at that moment.

Both Grimbeert and Reynard were exhausted and Grimbeert was given a guest room with a private bath, refreshments and anything he could need. Reynard put on some bed clothes and retired to his bed with Aza and his kits. He was fast asleep the moment his head hit the pillow, and his kits seemed satisfied to lie still holding onto their mother and father who slept in each others embrace with satisfied smiles on their faces. For the recent events for Aza and the kits were nearly as stressful as for their father, and all were desperately in need of rest.

They all slept until the party had been well underway for awhile. Then the host and his family cleaned up and accompanied a rested Grimbeert and Aza's parents, and joined the party to the sound of cheers, applause and shouts of joy and congratulations. All had an amazing time enjoying all that such a celebration could possibly offer. The time for serious thought and planning was tabled, and all just enjoyed a good time thinking about nothing but how fortunate they were to still have their boss and friend with them. Even Sheba and Alexei merely relaxed, laughing and dancing together.

After a glorious enjoyable evening that lasted late into the night, they were foxes after all, the hosts thanked everyone for coming, wishing them all a good night. Grimbeert and Aza's parents retired to prepared guest quarters, while Reynard and Aza tucked their four exhausted kits into bed personally with Reynard kissing each one on their heads in thanks and reverence to his mistress for having allowed him to return to them as they each snuggled into their beds.

Then Reynard took his beautiful wife, his precious one true love, into bed for their own personal celebration. Their own special festivities lasted well into the early morning, and by the time they were done, all their energy and passions completely spent, a momentous event had occurred. They didn't realize it at the time, but a very special tiny but priceless gift had been bestowed on them as they both slept in each others arms.

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The months were fairly uneventful as Reynard focused on his district gang duties, his growing business interests, his Kids and of course his family and now pregnant wife. Reynard was careful to keep his nose clean and do nothing to upset the King and other district bosses and court members. In fact he went out of his way to ignore numerous attempts by his enemies to goad and bait him as they attempted to force him to slip up and break the rules of the King's new proclamation.

Reynard and Aza made frequent trips to visit Marion and Nick constantly bringing supplies and toys for the baby kit as well as books for Marion to read. Once Nick had opened his eyes displaying the gorgeous green eyes so like his mother's, Reynard remarked how bright and observant they were, hinting at the very mischievous nature of the kit which was borne out as soon as he was walking around the apartment on all fours getting into to everything he could reach. They found they all had to keep a close eye on little Nick as his appetite for mischief and mayhem knew no bounds.

Aza and Reynard tried to leverage this aspect of little Nick to convince Marion to bring him to their estate where they had full time staff, a kit proofed play room and his older cousins to keep him entertained and out of trouble. But Marion was still very resistant to return to Maupertuis for some reason. Reynard and Aza suspected it had taken a lot for their sister and sister-in-law to leave and assert her independence. Aza begged Marion to let her son see his cousins and grow up together. She could sense the loneliness and hurt of Marion being away from them, but she tried to be patient and not pressure the new mother too much. Marion's psyche was quite fragile, and she would get quite obstinate and distressed if she felt she was being forced to make any decision. So they would just satisfy themselves with visiting Marion, Nick and John as much as they could without upsetting Marion.

Aza would frequently spend a lot of her time with her parents and friends while Reynard focused on all the many duties he had sorely neglected. She finally convinced her best friend Rachel to come spend a lot of time at their estate with her six little bunnies while her husband had to do a lot of work in the city and other surrounding suburbs away from their home in Bunnyburrow. Aza was thrilled to have her friend with her in person as it was so much better than just speaking on the phone. In fact the two spent much of their time sitting on a sofa in each others embrace as they watched the chaos that was four kits and six kittens playing with each other with such unrestrained elation and frenzy.

Even Reynard was quite amused that the kits and bunnies got along so well as if they were all siblings. He imagined most he knew would never believe such a thing was possible given the tensions between prey, particularly bunnies, and foxes and other predators. The ancient animosity and fear ran deep. Reynard thought to himself if only they could see this and see how unprejudiced and non-specist the children were around each other, perhaps they would change their minds and stop the mistrust and hate. The children didn't know they were natural enemies. They merely just saw each other as kids and exciting new playmates.

It was fortunate that they had a staff to constantly watch the children as keeping track of these ten hellions together was quite an arduous task. Reynard even now had a large well-guarded fenced playground setup in the back of the estate for the kits and bunnies as they had endless energy and needed quite a lot of space to run and jump. Aza and Rachel marveled at the amount of boundless energy and enthusiasm they all seemed to have.

Aza was now well pregnant and was limited in her movement. Reynard was pleased she had Rachel close to help support her as apparently his wife was having a difficult pregnancy. He had the doctor check her regularly and asked about why this one was so different from the others. The doctor responded that reasons were not completely clear, but it could be many reasons including some genetic incompatibilities, possible birth defects, blood incompatibilities or some undiagnosed illness.

Unfortunately at this time medical technology was not at the point to answer whatever causes were responsible. Reynard was taking no chances with his precious wife and kept medical staff on hand to see to her needs around the clock. He was appreciative that the little bunnies kept his kits occupied so they would not notice the trouble their mother was having or his deep concern for her welfare.

In fact as the time approached for her delivery, Reynard was rarely far from the estate and was constantly in touch with his staff who were keeping a very close eye on her. She was having strange pains, weakness, cramps and palpitations. Another problem was the kit seemed extra active moving around inside her frequently turning this way and that as if extremely restless. She was having problems with nausea which was extremely unusual this late in a pregnancy, and this was causing a great deal of difficulty with keeping her hydrated and nourished. Poor Aza was also having numerous other issues including diarrhea, fever, high blood pressure and swelling. She was having to be kept on an IV much of the time just to make sure she had enough fluids in her system.

Once the time passed where the fetus was old enough to safely induce labor, Reynard pushed for this option as he couldn't stand by watching his wife suffering so. But Aza refused and was quite adamant that her kit would come when it felt ready. His wife could be quite strong-willed and stubborn in many matters, and once she took a hard stand on something, it was nearly impossible to change her mind. But it was reaching a point where Reynard was considering going against her wishes anyway. Any who knew the danger of taking such an action would understand how desperate for the pregnancy to end he had become.

It had reached one point where Aza was delirious imagining she was being attacked by rapists again telling Rachel to stand behind her while she defended her. Her poor friend was quite concerned and extremely uncomfortable because of the horrendous memories Aza's outbursts were bringing back. It even reached a point where Aza regressed to her childhood speaking as if a child being molested. It was as if all the horrors his wife had experienced in her life were being revisited on her all at once.

In fact she was so weak and fevered, Reynard had decided he couldn't take anymore and his kit would just have to come one way or another. But apparently the kit determined that it had tested its father's patience far enough, and Aza finally went into labor. The staff on hand were well prepared for this event and immediately went into action preparing her for delivery and surgery if necessary. It was an intense time as Reynard was helpless to help which drove him nearly mad. Little Rachel did a great job keeping him calm. Cute bunnies were quite therapeutic in situations such as these, and Rachel had grown into quite a sweet lovely doe. Reynard had marveled that she was quite well adjusted considering her extreme earlier traumas.

Typically Reynard would be by his wife's side during labor, but because of the extremely high probability they may need to take life saving measures for her during this particular delivery, they deemed it would be much better if he remain just outside in case they needed to take immediate action so they didn't have a distraught extremely dangerous husband to worry about. Reynard could not fault their reasoning as he was unsure how much he could control himself if such a situation occurred. So he waited outside talking with Rachel to keep his mind off everything happening next door. He explained to their bunny family friend that they hadn't even bothered worrying about the gender or name of the baby this time. They had been too worried about what was happening to Aza to bother with such mundane concerns.

A doctor then exited and approached them trying to look relaxed, but failed seeing the intense stare of the fox. Reynard could sense he was extremely nervous, but this was quite common in situations where the fox was very agitated regardless of the content of the news the messenger had to deliver. The fox realized that if the news were dire, the doctor would probably be wetting himself at this point, so he took it as a good sign that the physician was merely shaking a bit.

"The delivery was a success, but your wife was extremely stressed and delirious, and we had a hard time restraining her. She was quite aggressive given her body's current weakened state, so we had to sedate her immediately after the delivery. You may see her and the baby now." The doctor informed an extremely anxious Reynard.

Reynard didn't even take the time to respond except with a quick nod and he immediately headed into the makeshift delivery room. Upon entering, he saw some of the doctors cleaning the room up, and headed directly over to his wife's side. She lay in a bed with a peaceful serene look on her face for the first in quite awhile. In her arms lay a bundle wrapped in a soft blanket snuggling close next to its mother. Reynard however was alarmed at first as something seemed quite wrong with the baby. He carefully pulled it from Aza's arms and unwrapped the blanket staring at something that shocked him quite a lot.

The baby was a he, which was not shocking as there was pretty much a fifty-fifty shot of that, but what was unusual was that the kit's fur was a bright vibrant shade of red with an extremely slight purple hue to it. He had white belly fur which came up under his chin so the bottom of his muzzle was white, and his paws, the end of his tail, and the tips of his ears were all very dark red. Now while this shade of coloring for a red fox was rare, it was not unheard of. What was unheard of was the fact that the kit had this coloring upon being born, as normally newborn kits are dark brown and look more like a weasel than a fox. However this also was not the case as the little kit already had nearly normal fox features. Reynard was quite shocked and very alarmed wondering what was wrong with his new son.

Rachel came hopping into the room and leaped up onto the bed lying next to Aza, but then her eyes got wide upon seeing the newborn kit.

"How unusual looking. He looks like electric crimson. I have never seen that color of fur before." She exclaimed in wonder.

And that is how Auntie Rach gave little Crimson his name.

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Unfortunately right after baby Crimson was born, Rachel had to return home to Bunnyburrow with her little bunnies. Reynard arranged a driver to take them all directly home, and Rachel promised to call Aza every day to see how she was doing. The kits had quite a difficult time saying goodbye to their newfound playmates of well over a month, but fortunately they had been a good distraction during their mother's troubles. However with the bunny family gone, the kits now turned to their mother, who was having a great deal of trouble recovering from an unknown malady, for attention.

Once Marion heard of Aza's condition, she demanded to come stay with her to keep her company while she recovered. Reynard tried to contain his enthusiasm over acceding to his willful sister's demands, and had special guest quarters setup for his sister, little Nick and John Wilde. Upon meeting his sister at the door with a huge hug, Reynard looked down to see a shy little kit peeking out from behind his mom. Upon spotting a glimpse of the little kit, Scarlet suddenly make a direct beeline to baby Nick and embraced him for dear life knocking him on his back and proceeded to lick him all over to his utter delight as he giggled and cooed. From that moment forward, the two cousins were inseparable as if they had been born connected.

Reynard hated that it took something so terrible to bring his sister and her family back home, but he was glad to have them back with him where he felt they belonged. The separation had been extremely hard on the fox as it was as if he was missing a vital part of his body with Marion gone. Aza was so appreciative having her sister-in-law there to help her get through the illness, and the two vixens made quite a fuss over little Crimson who had opened his eyes far earlier than normal displaying piercing bright blue eyes which seemed to look deeply through anything they focused on.

Scarlet and the other kits kept their cousin Nick quite busy involving him in all their games and activities. Scarlet and Nick were always a team and held their own quite well against the others. Little Nick seemed to be quite thrilled to have other kits to play with, and seemed to adjust quite well to the new environment. He seemed to quite enjoy playing outside, but still had not learned to walk on two legs yet. Scarlet called him Nico and Nick managed to call his little partner in crime Car, nicknames which stuck even after they had learned to pronounce each others names properly much later.

Aza finally seemed to partially recover just over a month after giving birth to Crimson. There was a discussion about Marion returning to her home with Nick, but Aza convinced her to remain with them assuring her that she was free to come and go as she pleased. Upon seeing how happy little Nick was being with his cousins, Marion relented and agreed to remain as permanent guests at the estate. John Wilde would usually stay at their apartment in Happytown during the week, and stay with his wife and son over the weekends.

The remainder of the year seemed to go fairly smoothly with Reynard trying to stay out of any major trouble. However he was a mischievous sneaky fox and his paws would invariably get mixed up in situations from time to time, but nothing that would rise to serious offenses. The King didn't expect leaders of the underworld to be Ranger Scouts, and there was some latitude given on what was allowed.

One area on which Reynard had focused extensive resources on was intelligence gathering. It was one area in which he was a firm believer, and depended on the information acquired to a vast degree compared to any other district boss. This made sense as his organization's primary focus was theft, and knowledge on every valuable item in the city, protection methods, floor plans, guard schedules, lock schematics and the hundreds of other crucial details were worth their weight in gold for performing flawless complex heists. They were far beyond the ancient days of slipping unseen into a bedroom at night and making off with a few baubles. In fact Reynard had recently been investing heavily in many scams and cons now. The fox greatly enjoyed parting rich greedy fools from their wealth.

Felix and his organization had all the resources and support they could have wished, and the spy master's efforts reaped great rewards for the Docks District and Reynard's business empire. However disturbing rumors were now frequently being received from numerous reliable sources about a startup of numerous operations in other districts involving the enslavement, abuse, sexual exploitation and other violations of children and innocents. The fox then ordered a massive information gathering effort in this area in order to have direct evidence of these violations. Intelligence and information gathering was not against the rules of non-interference as long as the methods of acquiring it were not too blatantly aggressive.

So when King Nobel held his annual Celebration the next year, Reynard prepared with his allies in court, Queen Fiere, Grimbeert and several district bosses all of whom were like-minded on the subject. Reynard and his allies presented the evidence and gave a very impassioned case for the cessation of all these activities immediately. The King seemed to hear their pleas and ordered a full investigation and admonished those involved, the usual suspects, Isengrim, Bruun, Tybalt and many of Reynard's enemies. Sure they all made great excuses and acted shocked that these things were happening in their districts. No one with any sense was buying any of this obvious falsehood, but they were not punished in any way. Those guilty partners had bought the court too well, and their wielded influence was so strong that all those involved never feared any consequences to their actions. Reynard and his allies could only enjoy the satisfaction of foiling the abuses and provide some innocents a brief respite, before these same victimizers started once again in many new and creative ways. It seemed they had endless ideas on using innocents and making them suffer.

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Zoodate: (-33 Years) (31 years before the events at the end of Zootopia The Movie)

Reynard was pleased he had been able to remain out of trouble for an entire year. It was far longer than he ever expected, and he thought that just possibly he could continue to survive without violating the King's new rules. But these thoughts would become distant memories, and the flights of fancy of a child, quite soon.

Aza was now fully recovered and spent quite a lot of time doting on the source of her torment of the past year, her son Crimson. It seemed that all the suffering she underwent made her appreciate this new addition that much more. The child seemed to develop and learn so fast that at one year of age, he was nearly the equal of his older sister Scarlet in several areas who was two years his senior, and she was quite talented in her own right. Reynard would sit with his son who seemed far more unusual than his rare coloring. He would lay his son on his lap and stare into his eyes looking for answers, but only finding more questions. The piercing eyes looked far older than the little kit's age and seemed to hold an almost alien intelligence. He begged his mistress to provide any answers to the many secrets contained in this little bundle of bright fur he held as he put his nose in the child's belly causing the little kit much delight grabbing onto his father's muzzle. She would only reassure him the kit was fine and not to worry too much as she hinted her disciple would have many other more pressing worries quite soon.

Reynard still worried about his new son as the child seemed to isolate himself from his brothers, sisters and cousin Nick. The other kits frequently tried to involve the little boy in all their activities, and he would relent eventually, but he didn't seem to display the typical unrestrained joy and excitement of being with other children. The fox had many experts examine the child to find out if he had any developmental issues or some kind of mental disorder, but the only conclusion was that the child preferred his own company or that of his mother or aunt. They could only say that such things happened from time to time, and Reynard could only hope the little kit would eventually grow out of this.

His nephew Nick seemed to have no such issues as he would follow Scarlet and the other kits everywhere happily becoming involved in whatever was currently distracting the troop of kits. Little Nick didn't seem to let his much younger age bother him at all as he had his little partner Scarlet providing him unconditional love and support at every opportunity. In fact they soon gave up and got Scarlet a bigger bed so the two could sleep together, as no matter how many times they were placed in separate beds, the two would invariably be found together in Scarlet's small bed snuggling in one another's arms.

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Zoodate: (-32 Years) (30 years before the events at the end of Zootopia The Movie)

It was over half a year since the last Nobel Celebration when the warnings suddenly started arriving in greater frequency as if all at once a multitude of operations all over the kingdom started simultaneously all with the purpose of exploiting and abusing helpless adolescents. The timing seemed far too suspect to be a coincidence, and the gathered information seemed to suggest that numerous district bosses seemed to be colluding in an effort to spread widespread abuse across the entire kingdom. The operations were far less obvious than the previous clumsy attempts to hide theses activities, as apparently they were using well concealed facilities and special membership access for clients wishing to purchase or rent access to exploit these minors. Apparently all clients were well vetted and Felix was having quite a lot of trouble gathering details on all the activities and placing operatives inside.

A furious Reynard brought all the information he had available to his allies, and they attempted to petition the King and court to look into all these violations. But unfortunately between the unsubstantiated evidence, and Tybalt's machinations manipulating and buying the court, nothing came of their efforts. In fact their failure seemed to be the signal for all the exploitation to go into full gear as all operations underwent immense rapid growth nearly tripling in scope.

Felix was able to place some operatives when this huge surge occurred as the wicked violators could not help but leave openings with such a vast expansion. But even with solid evidence, the King and court failed to act and seemed to ignore and even condone all that was occurring across the entire kingdom. The problem was that as soon as any evidence was presented, it seemed that the operators would immediately make adjustments to change their security procedures or move locations. There were so many spies and informants among the court and top advisers, it became useless to present anything, as the evidence became irrelevant the instant it appeared. Tybalt and the other advisers were quite crafty, as anytime Reynard or his allies were in the presence of King Nobel, they smoothly prevented any meetings in private.

Reynard had strived so hard to follow the King's new rules. He had enjoyed his reprieve spending his time with his family, expanding his ventures and seeing to the needs of his thousands of beloved Kids. But Reynard knew he could not stand by and watch the atrocities and horrors that were occurring and do nothing anymore. He had tried to do everything imaginable working within the system, but he knew sometimes you had to take a stand for justice and what you knew was right no matter the costs. However the fox knew that if he was going to make any move, it would have to be planned to perfection and be swift and decisive. He contacted Felix and informed him that the time for diplomacy was past, and that they would now be preparing for full extreme action. The spymaster now started the process of collecting intelligence and materials toward this new objective as the weasel started acquiring blueprints, information on guards and security, schedules and foot traffic in each area, as well as any information on the numbers of victims and where they were housed. He even bribed, blackmailed and coerced many clients of the facilities to obtain any specific details he could regarding all operations throughout the kingdom.

As they prepared for the very likely possibility of a full scale assault, they also spent a great deal of effort on increasing the security and defensive capabilities of the entire district. They were preparing for a full scale war if it came to that. He spoke at length with his wife, his most trusted adviser, as this decision would impact her most of all. Once he explained the complete situation sitting together in private in their study, his wife once again surprised him with her response. He had expected her to argue to keep her husband and her family safe and protected. But he expected wrong.

Aza considered her husband carefully and finally responded thoughtfully, "We have been given a unique and extraordinary opportunity, both of us coming up from such humble beginnings, but with such gifts as we have been given, we have responsibilities far beyond ordinary citizens. To not act when you could help save so many, to ignore the cries and suffering of countless innocents, is a crime in itself. You would not be the vulpine I love so much choosing to hide in your hole ignoring the world around you. If we must spend the rest our lives on the run and in hiding, so be it. Your family, and I am certain all your friends, your district, your Kids and all allies will support you completely. For them to not shows they don't know you, and are not really your true loyal friends. Just be sure that when you decide to act, you fully commit without any regrets, second guessing or apologies. Own your choice and accept all potential consequences whatever they might be."

The fox stood regarding his wife a bit stunned, but quickly recovered, holding her tight and kissing her quite passionately, "You always do surprise me, Aza my love. I suppose you know me better than myself now. You know how much I love you and the children, and how I have so treasured this additional time I have gotten to spend with you all. I was never so delusional to think it would last forever. I have far too many enemies for that. But I am resigned to the inevitability of the end. I suppose I will have to take solace that if I am going down, I will do everything in my power to take all my adversaries and detractors to hell with me."

His precious vixen, his gorgeous wife and treasured mother to his five kits, held her husband tight, "I have never regretted a moment of my life since meeting you in the Dungeon. I would not change a thing. You saved Rachel and me from such a heinous situation in which so many others find themselves now. It is your destiny, your obligation to do so again. You are Red Death. You are the disciple of your mighty mistress. She selected you specially to fulfill your ordained role as her bringer of earthly justice and to deliver her glory and if necessary, sacrifices and offerings on an unfathomable scale."

Reynard smiled at his wife's last response chuckling, "You pushed it a bit much with that last bit, my dearest, but I do appreciate your support and love more than you could possibly know."

Aza grinned at him with a bit of an impish look, "Oh I am quite certain I have a pretty good idea how much."

The two then decided the time for words was done, and actions would be a lot more fun and appropriate for the next while. Reynard was now thankful he had thought to lock the door quite securely before taking this meeting with his darling wife. When there are six mischievous fox kits rampaging around the grounds, it was advisable to take such precautions.

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It was shortly after the decision was made that action would have to be undertaken, that Reynard received a disturbing rumor from his cousin Grimbeert, and he decided that a plot would need to be pursued to seek the truth of it. The fox attended court and his enemies all prepared to deflect, question and defend any of the claims he sought against their interests. However the fox was there with an alternate purpose, and instead acted contrite and apologized for bothering the court with unproven claims. He expressed regret that his accusations were not more solid, and he wished to apologize by offering the King an act of contrition in the form of a unique gift.

The King was greatly pleased by such a gesture and provided the fox a special box from the royal treasury to hold such a special gift.

The King told the fox and the court, "Your actions are well received by this court, and lighten our hearts and warm our souls as we wish your good tidings and friendship. Perhaps with a great enough gift, your status in the court could be raised further."

Reynard regarded the King with a smile and a humble bow, "Just the pleasure on your face is gift enough for me, my lord King. But I welcome the opportunity to rise in the estimation of the court. I hope to return any goodwill lost, and revel in your glory good King. The rewards of a penitent act and a gesture of love for my lord brightens my spirit."

The King nodded smiling at the fox who had acted so respectively to his lordship for nearly two years now, "Well said, my dear fox, your actions have shown you are as wise as you are modest and respectful. Go with my thanks and continue your favorable ways."

The fox then took the royal box and spoke thus to all those in court, his friends and foes alike. When he came to two former adversaries he greeted them as friends instead, "Dear Bellin and Cuwaert, you both are well met. How do you fare this day?"

The ram and hare were surprised, but they had no need to fear this reformed fox as their quarrel with him was minor in comparison to many others. In fact the fox had apologized to them in the past for any perceived wrongs, and offered them a paw in goodwill and friendship instead.

"We are well, good fox. We were well impressed with your speech to the King. But I must admit as to being curious about this gift you possess that you wish to present to his majesty. How valuable do you imagine it is?" Bellin the Ram asked with feigned curiosity disguising his underlying jealousy and greed.

Reynard answered the ram as if telling him a secret, "I daresay it would be great enough to provide someone like yourself a title and station of Duke at least, perhaps greater."

The ram gasped in surprise, "That great? Surely you would want to keep such a thing for yourself as you already have a high enough position in the court and no need to rise further."

The fox considered what the ram said thoughtfully responding, "I already have great wealth, and position, but that which I do not possess is the love of the King himself. For such a thing is a priceless gift. I seek peace and accord with his majesty and this court, as well as yourself and you as well my friend Cuwaert. In fact I wish to make amends to you both by offering you the hospitality of my home and family. For I wish to speak of possibility and the future, one which could benefit us all."

Cuwaert was surprised but pleased by the words of the fox, "Truly you are a changed fox, my dear Reynard. It warms me to hear you speak so. I must admit I have wished for such an opportunity to speak thusly to yourself and to welcome your family into my heart."

Reynard nodded at the hare, "Well spoken my friend, for I know my family would greatly wish to meet such an important personage as yourself as your service to the King and the realm is storied. And you my dear Bellin are welcome as well, for I may have a task for you of great importance which could be to the benefit of all our fortunes."

Reynard then arranged to have Bellin the Ram and Cuwaert the Hare visit him later that afternoon. He then begged their leave so he could ready their welcome. They gladly gave him leave to depart, and when he was gone they spoke of his changed countenance and demeanor in wonder and amazement.

Cuwaert told the ram, "Truly our fortunes have been raised hearing this news. For with the support of the fox and his allies, we would then hold favor with all sides of the court. Such a thing is quite fortuitous indeed."

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Reynard then arrived home and told his wife of his plan and they made preparations for greeting these visitors and treating them appropriately. They even brought the finery out for a private feast for the immediate family and their new important guests.

This particular day Marion, Nick and John Wilde were away attending a party by John's workmates, and Aza's parents were away visiting her mom's brother Bernard and his family which included Grimbeert, so they had the house to themselves.

Reynard met Bellin and Cuwaert as they entered the estate and told Bellin that he had arranged for him to meet some business partners of the fox, and that they had setup a catered informal meeting on one of the patios near the entrance. The fox believed that there was a great deal of projects where they had shared interests.

Reynard explained to the ram, "I hope you will find much of interest at this meeting. I'll ask Cuwaert to help me take my leave of Aza my wife, and to comfort her and my children. My family is especially fond of bunnies and would be greatly cheered by his presence."

Bellin nodded his head in understanding and agreement, "I pray that he give them good comfort."

And with such flattering words, Reynard brought the hare into his estate. It would be an evil hour for the hare. There they found Dame Hermeline Azadel and her five kits waiting on a sofa near the entrance. They all met Cuwaert and welcomed him to their home, all except little Crimson who eyed the hare warily.

He then begged leave from his family as he entertained the hare escorting him into the estate past the family dining area where a dinner was being prepared.

"Such a feast dear Reynard, is it a special occasion my friend?" The hare queried as they walked down a hall to a private study.

Reynard gave the hare a shrug, "We will see as the chef has had meager offerings as of late. I hope that after our meeting here we shall have something to celebrate."

He offered Cuwaert a glass of fresh blended vegetable and fruit juices which quite impressed his guest, "Such a wonderful drink you have prepared for me. I have never tried it's equal. It even seems to have relaxing properties as well as revitalizing my health."

Reynard gave him a smile, "Your health is what we are here to discuss my friend Cuwaert. Why should you not be made to feel strong and vibrant, confident and hopeful. For we have much to discuss which will benefit us all I believe."

Reynard enjoyed his glass of fresh blueberry juice over ice and relaxed in a chair discussing matters of business and court. As the hare drank more of his beverage, he appeared more relaxed and confident with his host. Eventually the topics moved from friendly business and mutual possibilities to topics of amusement and the sharing of stories. Reynard contributed a story of his dalliances of youth and getting into trouble with young ladies because of his naivety, making sure his host agreed to never speak of such a thing to his lovely wife. The hare laughed conspiratorially letting Reynard know that he would never dream of repeating such words that she would hear.

The two were soon acting as old friends, thick as thieves as they say, and sharing more and more stories of indiscretions and amusing stories involving others at court in their youth.

Both were laughing so hard at times it seemed they would split their insides. Cuwaert then mentioned a silly story involving Isengrim making the wolf look foolish, and Reynard added several more the hare had never heard quite amusing his guest. They both seemed to equally enjoy telling stories which embarrassed the wolf, and soon both were howling with laughter after each one.

Cuwaert then whispered to Reynard he knew of one about Isengrim from awhile back that the fox would truly enjoy. Reynard got a mischievous look in his eye and encouraged his guest to tell it in detail. The quite relaxed hare whispered back to the fox that he didn't know if he should speak of such things, but Reynard assured him they were friends and that Cuwaert should speak of such things freely and without any judgments.

The hare giggled a bit and told the fox he was really bad that day. Reynard indicated he had heard something about the hare's adventure, but didn't know the full truth of things. Cuwaert admitted many of the things the fox had heard had some legitimacy, but they did not speak the truth of his role and import in the events.

Reynard feigned surprise, "I had heard you did some minor work for Gallus Potator the Sable, former boss of the Sahara Square District."

"Minor!" An animated Cuwaert exclaimed, "I was running his whole sex trade operation at the time."

The hare then seemed to think better of his statement for a moment looking a bit worried at Reynard. But the fox grinned and laughed placing his paw gently on the wrist of the hare, "Relax my friend, it was a long time ago. If I was judged for my actions of those times, I would have met the noose long ago."

The fox's easy going smile and manner thoroughly relaxed the hare as he took a couple more gulps of his drink and began laughing himself, "You are correct my dear friend, it was long ago and of no matter for ones such as ourselves. You yourself don't have an exclusive on the behavior of a scamp, for I was quite the naughty bunny back in those days."

The fox grinned and wondered, "Why were you chosen to such an important position at such an age?"

The hare chuckled, "Who better than me, a rabbit, to be in charge of the sex trade. Who knows more about humping than such as myself?"

Both the good friends laughed quite heartily at the declaration, but Reynard couldn't argue the logic as no one was known to enjoy such pleasures of the flesh more than bucks.

Cuwaert remarked in jest, "If I had to count the number of fine young does, skunks, squirrels and other similar ladies I have defiled in my tenure, the tally would be quite impressive indeed. How is it for you good Reynard?"

Reynard smiled back at his guest, "I am sure I am a mere novice in comparison to your greatness and glory in such matters. What is it about does in particular that stimulates your passions so?"

Cuwaert then got a blissful look on his face seeming in ecstasy thinking on such matters, "Oh dear Reynard you have truly not lived until you have had a soft young unspoiled doe. They smell of ambrosia, their fur as silky and soft as down. They are as pure and soft as newly fallen snow. Their cries are as angels. It warms my heart and brings fire to my loins thinking such thoughts. You should truly try it sometime."

Reynard grinned at the hare, "I will have to take your word for it dear Cuwaert as I am afraid being what I am, we would be incompatible. As surely your efforts with a vixen would be."

The hare seemed to come out of his daydream taking another swig of drink, "You do speak the truth my friend. I forget you are not a buck as myself. It is too bad though as it is a wonderful pleasure, but such things would be unnatural and impossible for one such as yourself. But my wife Meretrix speaks of wanting such things with you quite often and she is quite loosened compared to those others if you know what I mean. Perhaps you would entertain her desires so that she might leave my ear in silence finally on such matters."

Reynard was surprised as he didn't even need to feign such, "You would encourage me to share your wife's bed?"

Cuwaert laughed, "Her bed, the floor, the chair, the wall, she would not limit herself so. For she is my 'Dirty Doe'. The dirtiest I have ever known. While the sex trade was my vocation at the time, for her it was a calling as she had a true talent for deceiving the young and naive. Her looks are that of an angel, but her heart a true demon of the flesh. I can not satisfy her enough though believe me I have tried dozens of times in one session. It is exhausting trying to feed her appetites. If you could attempt such a thing I would be forever in your debt. Even if you should fail, she would surely provide me a respite for awhile and give me leave to enjoy some dalliances with some blossoming and fetching young does."

The fox considering this information as it was unexpected and new to his ears, "Would you wish the same of my wife?"

The hare looked surprised at Reynard's question and then laughed, "As lovely and charming as your fair wife may be, I fear a vixen too much for me. I say she is better left in your capable paws and cock. In fact the story I have of Isengrim involves that very such thing. "

Reynard fought the urge to press that very story he had been leading his guest to all night, but he had one other issue he wished addressed first.

The fox nodded accepting the hare's admission, "Then I must admit I am most intrigued about this Dirty Doe of yours, for indeed I have never sampled such. It would be interesting no matter the result. But tell me, how Dirty is she? From your words it would seem she recruited all you controlled at the time."

The hare's spirits were buoyed by the fox's words, "Truly you would want such a congress? I thought it mad to ask, and would have just been rewarded by my Dirty Doe for even bringing such a possibly up with you. If such a thing should actually occur, she would allow me a week long humping so great that my buckhood would be begging for retirement and balls flattened!"

Cuwaert laughed quite heartily thinking of such things and then to answer the fox's question, "As to how Dirty my wife is, there is nothing your mind could think that she has not already thought before if it involves pleasures of the flesh. Now as far as her efforts regarding my business, she likes to think she provided me with all the young flesh I peddled, but she was only responsible for about half. But don't get me wrong, her efforts were truly impressive. The ruses and tricks she purposed were vast and unbelievably creative. No young thing was immune to her charms. She once convinced a whole class of does on a field trip that she knew all their hearts desires. I was able to pick out my favorite three that day and fulfill both their desires and mine all at once, three on one! I was younger then so I took to the challenge with the vigor of youth and successfully wore out all three until only I remained conscious! Ah what a remembrance that is my dear friend! What I wouldn't give to have such stamina again!"

Reynard had heard quite enough and was having a hard time controlling himself at this point listening to such admissions. But he had other goals in mind and requested, "Truly Cuwaert your prowess amazes me. It is hard enough for me to satisfy my good wife. To handle three on one such as yourself raises you in my estimation to heights unknown. But please, I do not wish to forget your offer as your Dirty Doe sounds like a true challenge such as you know I crave. Please call her now and request that she join me later this evening. I would ask that you be present, but I fear embarrassment attempting to pleasure her in front of such an esteemed expert."

Cuwaert nodded accepting the word of the fox as he knew the fox only spoke truly. He could see how his presence could provide embarrassment knowing his way around pleasing a doe as he did. So he instead called his wife and explained his host's request. In fact his wife did not believe him and was angered that he would tease her so until Reynard got on the phone and assured her the offer was genuine, and that he looked forward to exploring her experience in such matters. The Dirty Doe seemed overenthusiastic and promised she would be prompt, but begged her leave to prepare for such an appointment. She had a private word for her husband which seemed to suggest he not wait up for her that night.

The appointment made, the pair used the interruption to empty their bodies of any excess liquids and Reynard refreshed their drinks and offered the hare some fresh fruits and vegetables to nibble on. The guest was quite pleased with his host's courtesy, digging into the provisions hungrily. In an amazing mood, he promised the fox a tale truly worth hearing. For the hare was thinking of the pleasures he would soon be enjoying for quite some time after his insatiable wife had one of her greatest fantasies fulfilled. Reynard indicated his guest should begin and thus he did.

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Zoodate: (-44 Years) (42 years before the events at the end of Zootopia The Movie)

As a reward for his extremely hard work and effort, Cuwaert the Hare had risen to Master of the Sex Trade for Gallus Potator the Sable, boss of the Sahara Square District. This was in large part due to his partner in crime, his wife Meretrix, who had proven to be the best source of new talent ever seen in the underworld. She had a knack of seeking and finding the cutest, most naive and exquisite young talent to be added anywhere in all the districts. As a team, the two were a true force and provided a huge financial boon for their boss because of the greatly increased demand such quality subjects would bring. In fact their operations became so successful, their boss decided to expand operations into other districts that normally would never allow such activities to take place in order to greatly expand their clientele.

It was to one of these new operations they had titled simply 'The Dungeon', that Cuwaert had been invited to by the manager of the facility, a huge grizzly bear named Connard. In addition, his special guest named Isengrim the Wolf who was a top lieutenant to his boss, was also invited to join him on this adventure. For the hare had been told there were two truly special gifts suited perfectly to satisfy the appetites of each of them. Being afforded such a special opportunity, at the same time pleasing such an important personage as Isengrim, was a win-win situation as it gained him additional favor with the boss as well as securing a possible position in the future should the lieutenant ever take the place of the boss someday. It also provided a welcome distraction from his busy work schedule to sample the finest talent that had been procured. He had to do proper quality control, he told himself, bringing a large smile to his face.

So it was that the hare and wolf arrived at 'The Dungeon' to sample these special delights they had heard so much about. Connard greeted them warmly inviting them inside. There was already quite a crowd which all seemed to be shouting at something and exchanging money. Cuwaert saw a large chalkboard with various odds listed, and guessed there was some kind of betting pool going on with whatever the crowd was staring at. This was highly unusual as the hare had never seen its like and was quite familiar with all that went on regarding sex operations in the entire underworld.

The hare looked up at the massive bear asking curiously, "Connard, what is up with the betting? We have separate operations for gambling. Why would you have that here?"

Isengrim also echoed his sentiment adding, "Cuwaert has a point. We are here for sexual pleasures, not dice."

The great bear gave them a grin, "Ah my friends, this is not dice or any regular gambling. We have a new sport as you will see related to your visit. Come let us get a closer look at the entertainment.

The sizable crowd quickly parted to make way for the monstrous bear leaving a convenient clear path for the small leporid and the wolf. As they approached the front, the two saw a truly unique sight. For in front of them lay a huge cage which contained a naked vixen and small bunny doe.

Connard looked down at Cuwaert, "There is my gift to you Supervisor Cuwaert."

Isengrim exclaimed in surprise, "You mean behind that demon red cunt there?"

For the vixen stood in front of the terrified bunny on all fours glaring at the crowd snarling and snapping like a savage demon. Cuwaert had never seen its like, but viewing the little doe behind the savage monster, his body seemed quite confused feeling extreme lust and fear at the same time. The doe seemed quite young and very sweet with soft fluffy light brown fur that the hare imagined must be as soft as angels wings, and beautiful light green eyes that seemed quite horrified at the moment. But Cuwaert could see why the doe must be looking thus, as anyone being that close to such a vicious murderous looking creature would be at least as terrified.

The hare worried greatly with his lovely gift being within the snapping bloody jaws of the red beast, as small pools of blood, some fresh and some dried, littered the floor in front of the mad fox. He could not bear for such a fresh beauty to be harmed, at least not before he had enjoyed her thoroughly and had tired of her.

Cuwaert exclaimed in horror to the bear, "Connard, get that sweet thing out of there immediately! I did not come here to watch such a lovely beauty ripped apart before my eyes! Surely if that is your sport, you could find a much more plain subject to use."

The bear chuckled at the clearly distressed hare, "Not to fear boss, she is quite safe I assure you. Now anyone going near her is another matter as you can see quite clearly."

Isengrim stared at the bear askance, "You can't be serious? The vixen is guarding the bunny? Why would she be doing that? She want to eat it all herself?"

Connard chuckled at his two guests confusion. They were not the first to have such a reaction. He then explained what he knew, "Who knows? She seems to be crazy, and won't let anyone near the bunny. She has been guarding her every moment since the doe arrived here yesterday morning. Several tried a go at her or the bunny and got pretty torn up as a result. The vixen had arrived here several days before and had been viciously attacking anyone who had gotten near her for awhile. So we then decided to make a game of it with everyone enjoying a good eyeful of her naked flesh while taunting her. Finally someone had the bright idea to start charging mammals to take her on and offering a huge purse to the one who could take her chastity."

Isengrim stared at the scene before him with amusement, "I take it none succeeded based on current circumstance."

The bear nodded, "Nope, we setup the cage as you see here for the safety of the clients. She hurt some who tried quite badly, and we had to stop the practice as the medical costs were piling up to treat the wounded. Also it is bad form to have my facility known as a place where such dangers and injuries could occur."

Cuwaert wondered, "And the bunny? How did she become involved in this madness?"

Connard explained, "When we obtained the bunny, we decided to line up an auction to take her virginity, but during the night apparently the bunny found her way to the vixen and when we found them together in the morning, the red cunt refused to let the winner of auction claim his prize and we had to refund his money."

"Why not just take them by force?" The wolf wondered.

The bear sighed, "We didn't want to damage the merchandise… the bloody monster or the fluff ball there. We figured the vixen would eventually tire, or lose interest. Even trying to use a tranquilizer carries extreme risks especially given the agitated state of each of them. It could easily cause a heart attack, overdose or coma. Tranquilizing the vixen could cause her to become completely unstable and she could easily harm or kill the bunny. So we felt it was safer to just wait her out, but it has taken quite a lot longer than we expected."

"Hmm so what is with all the betting and odds? And how are these two our special gifts?" Cuwaert inquired in confusion.

Connard then related his proposition, "Well I know Isengrim loves a great challenge and a chance to prove his ferocity, so I devised an interesting event which would be to the enjoyment of all and simultaneously provide him a wonderful gift. The challenge to you is this, if you two can get the bunny away from the victim, her innocence is your reward dear Cuwaert… for as long as you wish." The bear gave the hare a huge grin.

Cuwaert instantly felt his hormones explode thinking of such a special prize, but the challenge was quite unusual indeed.

The hare asked his associate the wolf, "Are you up for such a contest my dear friend? I know you are always looking for an opportunity to prove your bravery and skill. Surely such a unique event would be something they would discuss for years to come. You would merely need to distract the red demon while I grab the prize as she is quite small and easily handled once I get my paws on her."

Isengrim got a gleam in his eye and regarded the horny hare with a stout laugh, "Why my dear Cuwaert, why not take the vixen on yourself? You never humped a fox before? Believe me, it is a wonderful pleasure knotting such a lovely spirited bitch."

Cuwaert looked frightened and shocked initially, and then quickly realized the wolf was merely teasing him and he grinned, "I value my life enough to never attempt such a thing. I think I will stick to lagomorphs and other mammals of similar size. And a prize such as that I see before me is all I would ever want to satisfy my every desire, for she is perfect for my every fantasy. Besides, the red cunt disgusts me… compared to a doe… I would take one lovely doe over a thousand such vixens any day."

The wolf laughed at his fellows response, "Well I suppose you will owe me for my part in this which is always good. But Connard, you insult me if you think I would be merely satisfied to distract the bloody bitch. I swear to you both, I will distract her, but I will do it with my great cock instead, and will knot her into submission biting her neck and driving her to the ground to tame her. She will be mine!"

The bear got a great big grin and held his great belly with his paws and issued a hearty laugh which quieted the entire crowd.

"My friends, the challenge has been accepted! Get all your bets in quickly now. Please put me down for a thousand on the wolf to knot." Connard announced to all.

For the betting that had been going on for quite awhile, was on the various outcomes and possible successes and failures of the hare and wolf that currently stood before the cage now.

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Aza had been in this hellhole for days now treated as entertainment and sport. She had enjoyed punishing any of those coming near her. They had told her she was having her virginity auctioned off, and to just be patient while they got the best price. They had thought that her spirited nature might increase the bids, but when the winner decided to claim her, he found he had purchased more than he had bargained for as she bit him repeatedly leaving serious deep gashes all over his body before they could drag him away. It was his own fault for requesting a 'private' session with her. Her only regret was that she hadn't killed him as she had attempted to tear out his throat and suffocate him, but unfortunately his earlier cries before she had silenced him had alerted the staff which saved his life, as two of them managed to pry her jaws loose while a third dragged him off. She smiled thinking how she had rewarded those two with several bites for their efforts.

So the management then decided to use her as amusement wearing her down having the patrons of the establishment gawk at her naked form throwing things at her, soaking her with drinks, poking her with whatever was handy that would not get them bitten. Then the games started as they would wager on who could take her. She made so many of them regret playing those games as the list of maimed and injured was quite impressive. This continued on for several days and her spirit was waning. That was until Rachel arrived.

The little bunny was terrified not only of her captors, but all the other victims in this place nicknamed 'The Dungeon'. Everyone else left the small doe alone to cry in a corner ignoring her completely, but Aza ignored her frightened pleas to be left alone instead curling around her with her body snuggling her close. The small bunny seemed surprised by the vixen's actions and finally became brave enough to pet her muzzle receiving several gentle licks and a nuzzling as reward for her bold actions. Soon the two began talking, and in a very short time had become the best of friends.

Aza had known about the fuckers selling off her friend like she was a trading card. She was damned if anyone was going to buy her friend, so the fire that had been slowly waning turned into an inferno as she protected her bunny friend with every fiber of her being.

Now the two of them had found themselves in this cage for awhile now with crowds wagering on them as if they were cards or dice. At least they were being mostly left alone for quite awhile. But apparently when this wolf and hare arrived things began to get quite a lot more animated around the room and the wagering and shouts increased dramatically. The bear seemed to be talking with the fox and hare for a good while.

"Stay well behind me in the corner Rach." Aza told her friend through gritted teeth keeping a close eye on everything as she sensed something was about to happen.

Her bunny friend was justifiably terrified, but maintained a brave face for her vixen friend, "I will Az! What do you think is happening?"

"Not sure... just stay alert and follow my lead. I'm not gonna let the fuckers get near you without making them pay dearly. Just be sure to stay close behind me and move with me. Hold my tail if you need to." Aza told her fluffy friend.

It appeared the nasty big wolf and the deviant buck hare were approaching the front of the cage and the crowd was getting excited. It seemed they were going to try and tag team her. Well all she knew was the wolf had better protect the hare or he was going to die quick if she could get a strike at him. The distraction of a death blow should be enough to then be able to engage the wolf ripping him apart if necessary.

Aza felt the anger growing and adrenaline surging through her veins. She would make the fuckers pay before her and her bunny friend were turned into some sort of fuck toys praying for death. She snarled and paced preparing to strike. The hare would die for sure, and hopefully the wolf would be wishing for death soon after.

The wolf and hare entered the cage and she could feel her little friend safely behind her with her little paws on her bushy tail. She snarled and spat at the wolf. She was irritated that the cowardly hare kept well behind the wolf displaying and smelling of terror and unease. Aza supposed she couldn't blame him for those thoughts as his life was a mere leap away from being ended.

Suddenly the wolf unexpectedly pressed forward blocking her bites with his paws pressing against her chest keeping her jaws just out of range of his delicious looking belly. If she could only reach that and rip it open! But the wolf was much larger than her and far more powerful. But while he had the advantage in those areas, she had speed, viciousness and desperation. She was able to get several small nips in on his arms resulting in his yips of surprise and pain.

Aza was keeping a close eye on the hare looking for any opening to rip him apart, but to his credit he was acting like his life really was on the line, as he looked like he wanted to hump the wolf instead of her friend he was so close to his ass. If Aza had been by herself, she would have risked diving under the wolf and going for the exposed belly of the hare. A quick bite and rip and he would quite dead. But she had her little friend to think about, and had to maintain a defensive position to protect her.

The wolf then leveraged his weight forcing her back and to the left as she was crushed into little Rach. She could hear the panicked rapid breaths of the bunny and the smell of fear filled her nostrils. The wolf seemed to smell the same thing she did, and got an evil grin on his vile muzzle as he laughed at the pure terror of the bunny and the utter joy he felt at her suffering.

Aza's hatred was immense as she snarled and twisted trying to bite the paws and arms that prevented her from ripping her attackers apart. The wolf howled in elation as he drove her back further to the left, her feet sliding along the floor. She could hear little Rachel scrambling behind her trying to keep from being crushed or exposing her position. Aza could sense the hare moving around to the exposed side now, but she was being held fast by the immense weight and strength of the wolf and couldn't move to strike. Oh how she wanted to sink her teeth into the neck of the deviant white shit and rip out his throat and pull his ears, tail, arms and legs apart. But the wolf was like fighting a brick wall no matter her determination. Physics was against her.

As the wolf continued to leverage her pushing her around the cage, she twisted and turned trying to get free for a desperate leap at the hare. At this point the hare's death was the only chance she and Rach had, and she would have to risk exposing the bunny counting on the distraction of the hare's demise to prevent the wolf from grabbing her friend. For if things continued how they were, she would become far too weak pushing against the wolf for much longer.

Aza tried to shift herself preparing her back legs for a leap, if she could only twist free of the wolf's viselike hold. Suddenly the wolf let out an ear curdling evil howl and pushed with all his might forcing her several steps to the side at once. Little Rach had held her ears when the wolf howled freezing and hesitating for just a fraction of a second. But it was just enough of a sliver of time for the wolf to force himself between her and Aza, and the hare used that instant to hop forward and grab the bunny dragging her backwards.

Fire and venomous hatred now filled Aza and she twisted violently scrambling to get to the hare and her friend. No longer having to defend the little bunny, she was free to become as aggressive as she wished and she took full advantage escaping the grasp of the wolf, rolling to the side and leaping at the hare who was desperately trying to get to the cage exit. As she came up from her roll she felt herself gain purchase on the floor and leapt, her open jaws sailing toward the neck of the hare. She could even imagine she smelled the blood of his carotid arteries and could imagine the sweet taste filling her mouth as she ripped the neck of the buck apart. Time seemed to slow but she was there making contact with…

WHAM!

She felt like she was hit with a truck as she was slammed midair by the wolf and thrown violently against the wall. Aza was dazed for a moment, and recovered scrambling to intercept the hare and his package, but was unable to reach him in time as the wolf grasped her hind legs with his powerful arms. By the time she scrambled out of his hold, the hare had escaped with her little friend.

Rage filled her as she heard the screams of the little bunny calling her name. She would see everyone of these fuckers pay dearly! Unfortunately she couldn't reach any others at the moment except for the wolf in front of her laughing merrily striping off his clothes now until he was as naked as she was.

The crowd cheered in response encouraged the wolf to fuck the vixen good. She was panting and trying to recover some energy while the wolf leered at her rubbing his sheath until the tip of his red cock appeared. He grinned as it rose until it was fully exposed.

He laughed smugly seeing her eyeing it warily, "It's all yours cunt. I will see you knotted and begging for more. I will prove I can fuck the savage out of you and make you as tame as a newborn cub."

Aza's only response was a low crouch on all fours and snarling and spitting like a demon. Her ears laying flat on her head. The hare decided he did not wish to miss the show and had dragged little Rachel next to the cage stripping off his clothes and pushing her head to the floor with her butt in the air and mounted her. The little bunny's screams filled the air enraging Aza. With each of the hare's thrusts and the corresponding screams of agony from her friend, Aza filled with such rage she lost all comprehension of who or where she was and became a primal ferocious beast. She was no longer Aza but a creature of hate and wrath.

The wolf grinned with his tongue hanging out staring lasciviously at the vixen moving around her quickly in an attempted to get behind her. She twisted her body instantly turning with him striking impossibly fast biting the wolf on his legs multiple times. The wolf became enraged and jumped into her slamming her to the ground. She snarled twisting to get footing under her paws, but he leapt on top of her stunning her and then mounted her from behind yelling in triumph.

But the creature that was formerly Aza had recovered and twisted violently around in an instant seeing a very soft vulnerable target snapping her jaws shut on it before the wolf even realized what had happened. He screamed in agony trying desperately to separate her jaws, but his only response was primal guttural snarls from the taut locked jaws. Suddenly the red demon twisted her head violently as if she had gone berserk ripping half the red cock she had clamped onto away from the wolf's body and swallowing it in one gulp snarling and biting the wolf over and over rending and tearing at his flesh.

The wolf screamed in agony and blood spouted from between his legs as he clutched what remained of his wolfhood. Since he was busy holding onto his greatly diminished red rocket, the red beast went into a frenzy clawing, biting and ripping the wolf to pieces. Screams filled the air and many bodies entered the cage attempting to drag the wolf away while receiving bite after bite from the snarling she demon. The hare had stopped humping the little bunny and stared in disbelief at what had just transpired. He locked eyes momentarily with the red monster and shat himself plopping a little pile of round balls all around his feet accompanied by a stream of rancid warm urine pouring down his legs and puddling around his feet.

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Once they had dragged Isengrim safely out of the cage and away from the snarling spitting monster that was no longer a civilized mammal but something out of nightmares, they had the medical staff tie off and perform surgery on the remainder of his member while treating the wounds covering his whole body.

Connard and Cuwaert asked the wolf what they wanted done with the vixen.

The bear offered some alternatives, "We could muzzle her, tie her down, and have her fucked by every patron that comes in here."

Cuwaert offered a second opinion, "She needs to be put down. She is an unholy demon and should not be allowed to live a moment longer!"

But the wolf now on heavy pain killers thought about what he wanted for awhile and finally responded, "Either option is too good for her. She needs to be broken and submit willingly. If I merely muzzle her and tie her or kill her, what will they say about me? They will say I was defeated by a she devil that could not be conquered. I want her spirit crushed! I want her to beg for what remains of my cock! I want her to crawl on her belly and willingly offer me her ass pleading to be fucked! Do what you must… torture her in ways that will not deface her form. I don't want to fuck a hideous beast, and neither do any of the other patrons. Beat her with bags of coins, drown her almost to the point of death, things such as that which will break her spirit but leave her outwardly untouched."

The wolf considered the nervous hare whose nose was twitching uncontrollably and was wringing his paws restlessly.

"Cuwaert you smell like shit, literally! Clean yourself up and hump that little fluffy doe like your life depends on it, because I didn't go through that shit for nothing. It was my fault for being overconfident. You are not to blame. Go hump yourself unconscious for me. Connard, let me know when the red cunt is pleading for my cock!"

The somber bear shook his head ordering his henchmen to take the wolf away for additional medical treatment and to clean up the blood and treat those others injured.

A shaken Cuwaert followed his associate's advice and cleaned himself meticulously, and then decided to distract himself with a thorough fierce humping of the fluffy light brown bunny that caused all this trouble. Normally he tried to be gentle with young novices like this one, but he wasn't in the mood and didn't have the patience. So he began where he left off, but with a more frenetic pace. Her screams and cries completely ignored, he instead focused on taking his frustrations out on the doe. He had thought he was coming to this place for a fun amusement, but little did he know he would witness such a nasty sight which made him queasy. Well he thought he might as well have some fun and began to finally reach a climax… he was just about there when….

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Zoodate: (-32 Years) (30 years before the events at the end of Zootopia The Movie)

Cuwaert felt a strange feeling. It felt like a sharp tight point.

That was when the hare looked down in shock to find a knife embedded in his belly. Cuwaert sat stunned, his mouth agape, as he saw the handle of the blade was held by a red paw. He followed the paw up to an arm… to a chest... and then to the placid face of a red fox.

The hare had gotten so wrapped up in remembering and telling the story, he had even forgotten where he was or who he was even talking to. But as his muddled thoughts began to resolve, and he remembered, the sharp pain he now felt seemed to clear his mind. What had happened? Surely some accident as he remembered being friends with the fox who was now casually looking at him with a slight smile. The fox acted like nothing was wrong at all, as if they were still having a pleasant conversation.

The other strange thing was that while the pain in his belly was great, it more shocked him than hurt him. He thought to himself that having a knife in the belly would be a great deal more painful than this.

He looked up into the calm eyes of the fox, asking him with his expression what had happened.

The fox seemed to understand what the hare wished to know and kindly answered him as calmly as he had ever heard anyone, "My Dear Cuwaert, I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart. You have such a talent for telling a finely crafted detailed tale. In fact I very much felt I was right there with you the whole time. It was very good to know the complete story finally."

The hare still seemed quite stunned. He had no idea what the fox was talking about. Even though through the pain he managed to utter, "What? Why..."

The fox gave him a slight smile and a nod explaining, "I was wracking my brain as to what to get my dear beloved wife for our anniversary. What do you get the vixen who has everything and is never left wanting?"

Cuwaert continued his stunned responses, "What?"

Reynard looked pensive for a moment and then disclosed the answer to the hare as if he was explaining a simple concept to a child, "What… what indeed. You, my dear friend. What greater gift could a husband get his wife than the mammal responsible for her greatest torment? I thought finding her parents and reuniting them with her was the greatest gift. But this would certainly be quite close."

The hare was thoroughly confused. What was the fox talking about? He managed to utter, "Huh?"

Reynard picked up the portable phone he always kept nearby while at the estate, and called his guards to have Aza brought to the study, and to let her know he had a special surprise for her. He then casually released his paw from the knife, and got up and walked over to a desk, and started rummaging around until he found what he was looking for.

The fox could see the hare looking down at the knife and beginning to grab the handle.

Reynard glanced at him as he strolled over, "I wouldn't do that. If you pull it out, you will bleed out all over my nice rug. That wouldn't be a very polite thing to do. Besides, it would be very bad for your health you know."

The fox then began tying a piece of ribbon around the neck of the hare while the hare looked up at the fox with pleading confused eyes.

"There!" Exclaimed the fox quite pleased with his efforts.

"That is the very best bow I have ever made!" He said admiring his work.

For Reynard had created a gorgeous choker around the neck of the hare with a wide silky red ribbon. He had tied a large fancy bow with the ribbon so it was just a bit to the left side of the center of the hare's neck.

Cuwaert was now looking confused down at the bow tied snugly around his neck.

The fox causally walked over to the door listening, giving the hare a conspiratorial look putting one digit up in front of his mouth to shush the hare and snickering a bit as if the two were preparing to give someone a surprise party.

Hearing soft footsteps he knew quite well, Reynard quickly opened the door and stepped outside keeping the door partially open as he intercepted his wife who had a curious look on her face. He then got behind her covering her eyes with his paws and opened the door with his foot. He walked her into the room standing in front of a very confused looking Cuwaert.

"Tada!" The fox exclaimed in triumph.

"Happy anniversary honey! I got you just what you always wanted!" Reynard announced with a big grin and extended paws presenting his offering to his treasured and cherished soulmate.

Aza looked to the hare with the bow, then searched around the room with her eyes, and finally stared at her joyous husband giving him a questioning look.

"Look closer my sweet. Who was it you always wanted to get your lovely paws… and teeth on?" Reynard looked excitedly in her eyes. He then thought for just a moment and added, "Besides the wolf."

Understanding finally dawned on his darling wife as her head whipped back to stare at the hare with the lovely bow.

Her eyes got dark and her countenance changed as the beast within the lovely vixen package began to emerge and began glaring intensely at the bunny in front of her.

Cuwaert then stared into those impossibly intense deadly eyes. The same eyes he had stared into many years ago. He now saw that same red demon, except this time he had no wolf to hide behind, and no cage to protect him. His only hope, the fox who was his supposed ally, but also somehow the husband of the she monster who now stood in front of him. Why did the hare even think of the fox as his ally? Even that part was confusing him right now. But just as he had those many years ago, he had a similar reaction upon gazing deep into the eyes of pure hatred. Eyes wishing him the most horrible death imaginable. Little plopping sounds could be heard as well as the putrid smell of fresh urine.

The fox looked quite upset, "Cuwaert, that is no way for a guest to behave! You could have just asked to use the restroom down the hall you know. The staff will not appreciate having to clean this up one bit!"

But the hare barely even heard the fox as he stuttered, "What? How? No….."

Aza was instantly on him grasping the knife in her paws moving it around the hare's insides as he gurgled a bit in absolute terror frozen still.

"Oh, you might be wondering why you aren't feeling the pain so much. I added a nice little enhancement my medical friends provided me to the wonderful drink you have been enjoying. It helps numb you a nice bit and really assists with making lasting friendships. I figured we needed a little of that don't you agree? Careful Aza dear, you should go slow and enjoy your gift. In fact I was gonna grab the kits so they can see how their Mommy deals with those that have displeased her." Reynard, with a sly grin, calmly told the duo who were busily eyeing each other.

He then left the room strolling off to collect his army of lovable little hellions.

When he returned with his wee red army in tow, Reynard opened the door to see his darling wife enjoying her anniversary present quite fondly playing with it quite enthusiastically on the floor. Little droplets of blood were scattered and smeared along the polished rich burgundy Jatoba wood flooring Reynard had brought in from his shipping interests in the southern hemisphere. The fox thought to himself that the blood would only enhance the wood's natural beauty, but figured he would be needing a cleanup crew in a bit anyway. He praised his wife for being considerate enough to remove her gift from the rugs as the stains would truly be a nightmare to get out.

The hare seemed to be naked now, the remains of his clothes appearing to have been shredded off him by the vixen who seemed to be running her claws over Cuwaert's formerly pink bunny sacs near his tail. They were now quite red and bleeding, and her gift was making an awful lot of screaming noises.

The kits all stood in front of their mom quite puzzled by what she was doing. She seemed not to notice they were even there at the moment as she continued delighting in her husband's present to her.

Reynard decided it was best he use this as a teaching moment. His kits were not like the children of any normal mammal for they knew exactly who their father was and what he did for a living. Reynard never sheltered his children from the truths of the world. He protected them physically sure, as his enemies would certainly like to use them against him if they were able to get a hold of them. But emotionally and intellectually they were told from a very young age how the world worked and the brutal truths it contained. Their mom would explain to them that their father punished those who hurt children like them and other innocent mammals. Aza would frequently explain that he wished all in the kingdom to live free of fear of being harmed and to be happy. The kits were all very proud of their father, and understood that sometimes he would have to do bad things to bad mammals. And that is why it was a good opportunity for them to see justice done firsthand. For a child of Reynard was not to be coddled, but continually tested so they could grow as mentally and physically strong as possible.

Little Scarlet was the first to ask, "Daddy, why is Mommy hurting Mr. Cuwaert?"

At the mention of his name the hare turned and saw five kits sitting in a row watching him being ripped apart by their mother. The sight was quite unusual, and Cuwaert reacted appropriately stunned.

"Why do you think?" Reynard asked his children.

Rose raised her paw and Reynard nodded to her, "Because he is bad?"

The fox nodded to the children, "Yes… Mr. Cuwaert has been bad… he has been VERY bad to your mother… and has been VERY VERY VERY bad to Auntie Rachel."

All his kits growled and snarled in disgust and revulsion as they loved their Aunt Rachel as much as their Aunt Marion and their grandparents. The thought of anyone hurting the sweet bunny made them all very angry.

Cuwaert glanced at Reynard and the kits very confused asking in a very pained voice, "Who… who is… Aunt Rachel?"

Reynard looked very disappointingly at the hare explaining, "She is my wife's best friend and godmother to all these kits. She is the little bunny you stole from Aza's side and whose innocence you took and then defiled repeatedly in the most horrible horrific ways. Oh… and I am quite fond of her myself."

The hare got a shocked expression, his eyes going wide, as he nearly choked remembering exactly who they were talking about and also the detailed story he had just told the fox.

"But… but… but…" Stuttered the hare, "how… how could a fox, a vixen, be best friends with a bunny?"

Reynard glared at the hare explaining, "Well this particular bunny in the loving claws of my wife won't be best friends with anyone ever again."

It was then Aza seemed to notice her kits were present and released the hare addressing them, "Children, why is it okay for Mommy to kill the bunny?"

Brick blurted out, "Because you're hungry?"

The kits all laughed.

Aza smiled at her kits, "No… that is never a reason to kill anyone. But why is your mommy allowed to kill the bunny?"

Crimson piped up, "BAD! Bad bunny!" The tiny kit looked very fiercely at the hare.

Aza shook her head, "That is the main reason yes. It is the justification for such an action certainly. But why is Mommy allowed to kill the bunny and no one else?"

Rose had the answer, "Because Daddy said it was okay!"

"Exactly. No one is allowed to kill anyone except Daddy. And those Daddy tells it is okay if they have good reasons. Anyone know why only Daddy can do this?" The vixen asked her kits.

"Because he's the boss!" Scarlet exclaimed hugging her father's legs smiling intently.

Aza nodded at her adorable little daughter, "Exactly… only your Daddy has that right… and only Daddy can give permission."

Brick uttered, "But I want to be able to do that!"

"You can if you are the boss someday when Daddy is done being boss. But it is not an easy responsibility. He has a very tough job. It may seem like fun, but it is very serious."

Cuwaert decided to use the distraction to try and crawl towards the door and Reynard gently removed his daughter from his legs and walked over and lifted the hare by the neck high into the air so his legs were dangling free. The phone on table began ringing and Reynard picked it up answering. On the other end Bellin the Ram could be heard in the background. One of Reynard's assistants informed him the ram was getting impatient and wanted to see when his meeting with Cuwaert would be done.

Hearing the ram in the background, Cuwaert yelled out, "Help, Bellin! Where are you? This fox is killing me!"

The hare did not utter any more words as Reynard closed his paw around his windpipe preventing him from speaking. In one motion a knife suddenly appeared in the fox's free paw slicing off the hare's tail and then stuffing it into the coughing hare's mouth thoroughly silencing him.

"Tell Bellin I will be with him shortly. Inform him I have a special mission for him specifically and just need a short while to get everything ready." The fox informed his assistant hanging up the phone.

He then turned to his wife, "Aza my dear, I wish you could have days to reward our dear guest Cuwaert with his just desserts. But unfortunately our timetable is a bit pressed. And besides, we have a feast to celebrate our good fortune that we must attend quite soon."

Aza nodded understanding she would need to get busy. He could see her eyeing the hare's neck with deadly purpose and knew that was what she had been dreaming of since first seeing the hare enter the cage so many years ago.

"Sweetheart could you please try to keep the area above this clean of marks..." Reynard indicated a line on the hare's neck. Aza nodded that she understood, and the fox tossed Cuwaert onto the floor in front of the kits.

His wife and mother to the five kits who were intently watching, pounced on the hare instantly clamping onto his neck with her sharp teeth. FINALLY she tasted the blood she had so long been craving. But she didn't want to end this too quickly so she was careful not to clamp her jaws down too hard, and began slowly shredding the hare with her claws while savoring the blood of the one in charge of the place she was tormented, the one who stole her best friend and raped the bunny over and over. She wished she could have done this long ago, but she thanked fate and her husband for the opportunity to do it now.

Cuwaert gurgled and screamed in agony as the vixen's claws shredded his body over and over. Aza savored the hare's pain and suffering wishing it could go on forever. The hare shook and shuddered making wretched hacking sounds coughing and wheezing. If he had not already emptied his bowels and bladder, they would certainly have been voided at this point. Aza sucked on the blood in her mouth tasting it's delicious sweetness grinning as she felt the life drain out of the hare. The kits all yipped and yelled cheering their Mom's long overdue vengeance.

Finally it was over as the life was gone from Cuwaert. Aza lay with her jaws clamped around the neck for awhile and then finally released her gift looking a bit sad it was over but exhilarated in her triumph. She had never killed before, but she did not regret this death at all. In fact she quite relished it. She only knew she would sleep quite well tonight and for many nights to come as one of the key figures from her nightmares was finally no more.

Reynard then walked over to a drawer pulling something out, and then casually strolled over to the hare lifting him by the ears with one paw and held the body over a serving cart. In one clean stroke, he severed the head with a short sword held in his free paw, right at the line he had shown Aza, just above her teeth marks, and watched the body collapse onto the cart. Reynard then placed the dripping head into a plastic bag sealing the top. He then placed the plastic bag into a box from the finest jeweler in Zootopia that was just big enough to fit the hare's head. He sealed the box with special tape from the jeweler to indicate the contents of their box had not been disturbed. He then pulled out the royal treasury box the King had provided him earlier that morning.

Reynard then announced to his family, "I believe the King has provided us something worthy for our chef to prepare for our feast and celebration. For tonight we dine on a good fat hare. While he only caused suffering and grief in life, I believe in death our friend Cuwaert here will provide us delighted and contented bellies."

All five kits and Aza cheered and celebrated this news, and Aza wheeled the cart off to the chef while Reynard took the prepared the jeweler's box and treasury case to Bellin.

As Reynard met Bellin the Ram at the door of the estate, he grinned at his guest and noticed the eyes of the ram immediately going to the large jeweler's box he held.

"My dear Bellin, I must apologize for neglecting you so, but I was having such an engrossing conversation with your friend Cuwaert that I lost all track of time. I hope your meetings with my business associates went well." The fox asked his guest with a friendly smile and warm pawshake.

The ram responded, "Think nothing of it, I certainly understand. The meetings certainly show much where we both could benefit greatly. But where is Cuwaert?"

"Dear Bellin, why so impatient? Cuwaert is entertaining my dear wife and children. It occurs to me that you shouldn't be displeased by that. He asked me to suggest to you that you go on ahead, and he'll come afterwards. We can have a driver send him to you shortly. He must stay and comfort Aza and the kits as they have so long wished to meet him, and are loathe to be separated from him so soon." Reynard informed the ram.

"What happened to Cuwaert?" replied Bellin, "I could swear I could hear him calling out for help on the phone."

"What are you talking about, Bellin?" responded the fox, "Do you think that any harm could come to him? Now listen to what he did when meeting my dear wife and the kits. They were so excited upon meeting such a lovely bunny they all surrounded him hugging him with all their might. You know how excited children can get. So when I was on the phone and he heard you, he called out loudly: 'Bellin, come help save me from these cute adorable rascals as they are killing me with their tickling and hugs!' He then was tackled by my five kits, who all wanted to show him their love as he giggled and laughed uncontrollably in joy."

The ram looked relieved, "Oh dear, I am so relieved. I had thought Cuwaert was in great danger."

"No no truly," said the fox somberly, "I'd prefer my wife and children to suffer a great deal of damage rather than Cuwaert suffer any harm while in my house."

"Bellin do you remember," asked the fox, "that I had said I had a special gift for the King just this morning? I need to attend my family as I have neglected them far too long and promised them I would feast with them. I was hoping you could take this gift to the King in my stead so I could attend them. I am sure he will be quite pleased with what he finds."

Reynard handed the jewelry box to the ram who seemed quite impressed by it's size and weight.

"I am sure your gift is quite impressive, my dear fox, but do you have anything to carry it in so it is protected and proper for the king?" Bellin requested.

The fox nodded and reached inside the door pulling out the royal treasury box, "Fear not, for I have the perfect thing just given to me by his highness himself this morning for just this purpose. I imagine his majesty will be quite pleased to see you coming carrying such a gift. You will do me such a favor, as the King will finally see me in a new light as his greatest servant, and I will inevitably rise to his most favored subject in all the land."

Bellin thanked the fox carefully taking the box and filled it with the sealed jeweler's box dreaming of the treasures it contained for such a thing as the fox had said to be possible. But what need did the fox have for his majesty's favor? He had one of the best and most powerful positions in all the kingdom next to the King himself. While a tireless servant such as himself could instead rise from the mundane to true glory as a Duke or even daresay the Grand Duke himself with such a gift. His family could then live in a grand estate rather than the current squalor in which they currently found themselves. Not so grand as Reynard certainly, but Bellin would be thrilled with only a small portion of such luxury and wealth. Yes, the fox had everything he could want. What need had he for anything more?

If Reynard was so foolish as to not present such a gift personally to the King, what complaint would he have if the King mistakenly thought the gift came from Bellin himself? By the time there was any question of whose gift it was, Bellin would have already risen in station and have the rewards which accompanied such a position. The fox would not wish to be seen as such a trusting fool, and would no doubt just simply produce another such treasure for the King from his vast riches. Yes, thought Bellin, fortune did seem to be smiling on him quite brightly.

So the ram answered the fox telling him what he wanted to hear, "Reynard, I know what a favor you are doing me now. I'll be praised in court once it is known how I have your trust and favor to present such a gift to his majesty. Who knows, perhaps the king might see me in a slightly better light as well finally. I am truly blessed to have a friend such as you who would share even a modicum of glory with a friend. Even though I am totally incapable of providing such a glorious gift myself, it's often the case that God permits some mammals to derive praise and honor from the work of others, which will be my case now. Now what do you advise friend Reynard: Shall Cuwaert the Hare come with me to court to share in the credit?"

"No," said the fox with a sly grin, "he'll follow along soon. He can't come yet as he is quite busy entertaining my family, something for which I will be truly indebted to him more than you could possibly know. My wife will praise my bringing him to her for a very great deal of time to come as she had been so looking forward to meeting him for so very long. Now you go on ahead, and I will share some secrets of my own with our friend Cuwaert."

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So after Bellin bade farewell to Reynard, he quickly gathered the treasure box and raced as fast as he could to see the King. He called ahead to secure a special appointment in front of his majesty and the most important members of the court. Bellin wished his acclaim witnessed and spoken aloud by all the top holders of power in the court before Reynard or anyone else could say any different. With a great deal of finagling and quite a few bribes which cost him quite dearly, he arranged for an appointment within the hour. This was just another example of how unfair the court was as Reynard could surely demand an audience with the King at any time without such trouble. But a lowly member such as he had to go through such extraordinary efforts to arrange such a meeting. Well hopefully his fortunes would finally be changing soon.

Bellin entered the throne room at the appointed time, and was pleased to see the King was being attended by his barons, dukes and chief advisers. The King was quite astonished to see Bellin before him by himself holding the Royal Treasury Box. The ram was a useful lackey who the King and court could order around to do various errands. But for him to take such an initiative, and by himself no less, was quite an unusual circumstance indeed.

Once the ram was standing before him bowing low as he rightly should, the King asked, "Tell us, Bellin: Where have you come from? Where's the fox? Why doesn't he have the Royal Treasury Box?"

"My lord," Bellin replied, "I did accompany Reynard to his estate. My curiosity got the best of me, and I asked the fox about the gift he claimed to have for your majesty. After much convincing, he showed me what he proposed, but I was dismayed as it was merely a bauble and nothing so fine as your lordship could ever want or deserve. This angered me greatly for I saw this as an affront to your majesty, an insult! I could not have my King treated so! So I gathered my resources and decided to procure for your majesty a true gift, one befitting such a great and noble leader such as yourself. I hope my gift is well received, and that you decide to reward me appropriately for offering such a truly worthy tribute. For I doubt you will have ever laid your eyes upon a more precious worthy contribution to your majesty's glory."

So the King commanded Bokart his Minister of the Treasury, who he trusted implicitly with the handling of his most valued treasures, to examine the gift and present it to his lordship. Tybalt the Wildcat and Bokart took the box from the outstretched arms of the ram who was prostrate on the floor.

Minister Bokart opened the box revealing the sealed large jewelry box inside much to the amazement and impressed murmuring of the collected high ranking members of court. They all knew that such a large treasure from such a source would truly be valuable indeed.

Bokart unsealed the box, looking curiously inside seeing the plastic bag which was opaque so its contents were hidden. He undid the zipper type seal across top and his eyes got wide in astonishment looking into the bag.

The entire collected body got quite excited seeing the Minister's expression as he was known for being quite stoic and never showing any reaction whatsoever to anything. They all whispered excitedly that this must be the greatest treasure ever presented to his majesty.

Pulling the head from the bag by the ears, he held it before the King in shock exclaiming, "What kind of treasure is this? My lord, this is most definitely Cuwaert's head!"

"Damn It!" said the King in a furious rage, "What kind of sick joke is this? Have you so little respect for your King and even less for your own life? Do you think to mock me in front of all the leaders of the court! You specially arranged this meeting so only the chief among the court would be here to witness this presentation so that you may demean and belittle me to maximum effect!"

The King was so angry he roared so loudly that all those in attendance had to put paws and hooves to ears to prevent their hearing from being damaged. The lion shook with anger standing up and looking ready to pounce on the ram cowering before him in confusion.

Sir Fineskin the Leopard, who had kinship with the King through marriage, stopped the King from moving forward rubbing his back and speaking, "My lord King calm yourself. This is exactly what this wretch wants. He wishes to unhinge you and make you the fool. Act as the mammal we all know and respect. For you are regal and all powerful. You are the greatest king the underworld has ever known. Your paws are only meant to attend to the Queen or enjoy kingly pleasures and not be sullied by the likes of this scum!"

The King calmed himself hearing Fineskin's words and sat back upon his throne looking regal once more asking the whimpering Bellin, "Bellin the Ram, what is the meaning behind such an insult? For you have attempted to harm me worse than anyone before, in my own home no less! You have killed my valued servant who has worked tirelessly to aide me, and then presented his head to me as if it was the most valuable treasure in all the world! Do you have so little regard for me? Have I harmed you or your family in such a way as to justify such harsh treatment?"

Bellin looked terrified, shaking and whimpering. He looked all around the court as if seeking anyone who would be his ally. But he could not think of anything that could explain his actions other than the truth which would most likely condemn him anyway. So he answered the only way he could speaking the words, "My lord, it was Reynard, not I, who has killed friend Cuwaert so cruelly. He tricked me into bringing this before your majesty as an offering of ultimate love and respect."

The King glared down at the shaking ram, "Yet you come before me claiming this gift all for yourself. You never mentioned Reynard as having anything to do with this, but instead dismissed the good fox's own offering as worthless. It seems you have determined to defame the now tame and subservient fox who has acted as nothing but obedient and faithful these nearly past two years. For shame attempting to treat such a repentant servant of the court in this way. I know of your association with the fox's detractors and adversaries. You act as another of their ploys to get me to act against him. But your actions instead betray your deceit and unworthiness to be among the underworld anymore. You are to be executed here on the spot and your wife and kin to be given to Isengrim to do with as he will for all of their days since he was a longtime close friend of Cuwaert who you so viciously killed. The wolf will be so despondent over the news, but I hope he can gain some pleasure in revenge against your own for this affront to his valued friend. You do not even deserve a hanging, but should instead to die as you have treated poor Cuwaert. Remove this ram's head immediately!"

The King then ordered his assistants to silence the babbling frantic ram and placed his head on a hastily gathered block. Fortunately the Queen was not in attendance as she would have surely been distraught at seeing such a sight. The members of the court solemnly stood and witnessed the leader of the Royal Guard take a large axe from the wall and cleave the head and horns of the ram in one smooth stroke at the neck. The head and body were ordered removed from the sight of the king, and he then ordered the kin of the ram to be gathered and offered to the wolf as a consolatory gift for the passing of the wolf's dear friend and former associate.

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And so Reynard and his family, his darling wife Hermeline Azadel, and his five kits Titian, Rose, Brick, Scarlet and newly added son Crimson, all sat around the specially prepared table and enjoyed a special feast celebrating the union of two mammals never better suited for each other as mates and parents. They praised a special victory for the mate and mother to the others gathered as she exacted vengeance and retribution on one who had harmed her and her best friend so harshly. They all toasted their good fortune and the love and bonds they shared. As Aza ate the flesh and drank the blood of their guest of honor, she praised the King for providing such a tasty servant for them to devour, and for making them so merry enjoying his offering.

"Eat as much as you want," said the fox; "the King will pay for it all, as long as we do the fetching."

For enjoying such a meal was quite a rare thing as they had not enjoyed such a thing for many years. And having such a good fat delicious hare to eat was even more so. The hearer of this tale might wonder if it was hypocritical for Reynard to condemn those that ate the flesh of slaves. But realize the fox would never kill anyone with the purpose of eating them. Such a thought was barbaric and uncivilized, and a thing that should turn the stomachs of any ordinary and good mammal. However feasting on the bodies of fallen enemies who were killed with full justification and righteousness was seen as natural and just. To not use them thus seemed a waste of good flesh. The exception being those whose station and position afforded them the right of proper burial and mourning by their loved ones. But the hare had no such station and position, and deserved no such honor. Besides, his only loved one would be honored in her own way within the hour.

Aza was curious about one thing though and asked her husband, "Renny, what was in that special bunny drink you used?"

Reynard gave his darling wife a mischievous grin explaining, "It was a special compound I had been experimenting with which was obtained from, let's just say monetarily motivated medical professionals, which is a combination of dinox and a mix of amphetamines and caffeine to counteract the sleep inducing effects of the drug. I used a low dosage which would have a numbing effect as well as causing the imbiber to be a great deal more trusting and talkative. While I am quite skilled at convincing others, even I have my limits getting someone to admit to such crimes to me personally with my fearsome reputation. It merely helps to motivate the tongue to speak the truth."

His wife nodded, impressed with her husband's deviousness, "And why all the need for a full admission of guilt?"

The fox smiled at his precious love responding, "I wished to have a recording of their full confession. I would never think to convict and treat someone so harshly if I had any doubt of their guilt. Also, I wished to know the full story of what happened to you from all sides. It gave me a complete picture of the events as I well knew the details from your perspective. Another benefit is that you uncover all other culpable parties that you had no prior knowledge of when uncovering the full truth. It is how we learned of this Dirty Doe."

Aza nodded quite impressed with the actions of her beloved husband. She knew that he was far better suited for this kind of thing being able to remove emotion and remain impartial and untainted in such matters. She was a great deal more emotional, and would have found it nearly impossible to conceal her reactions and emotions hearing such admissions.

The family, their bellies full and content, went to the door to great their new guest. Meretrix, the 'Dirty Doe' and wife of Cuwaert the Hare, was quite surprised to be greeted at the door by Reynard's entire family. She was expecting a discrete private meeting with the fox where they could enjoy each others company in the most perverted way possible. But to her credit, the Dirty Doe was not so named for no reason, as she got quite impure thoughts on how to involve the whole skulk arrayed before her smiling happily.

While one may have been expecting a nasty, disgusting, sore covered female doe. Anyone thinking that would be quite surprised by the lovely elegant bunny who smiled quite pleasantly at Reynard and his family. For she was a beautiful hare with short velvety white fur with brown paws and feet appearing almost as if she was wearing luxurious gloves and booties. Her face, like the rest of her body, was white except a corner of her head and her ears which were brown covering one eye and a portion of her face. The markings made her appear quite unique and magnificent. She had a bright smile and lovely blue eyes that could disarm anyone immediately, and was quite pleasant and captivating to behold. Reynard could well see how she could seduce so many innocents as well as bedmates.

She wore an elegant powder blue dress which extended below her knees and a matching jeweled necklace and bracelet. Her surprise at meeting seven foxes instead of one in particular was only betrayed for a mere fraction of a second as she displayed a brief moment of shock which was instantly replaced with an enormous smile.

"What a lovely family. Truly Reynard you are one blessed fox." Meretrix exclaimed as she curtsied to the family.

"You are a wonderful sight as well my dear Meretrix. I have missed your presence at court as of late. But let me introduce my beloved wife Aza, and the joy of my life, my five children: Titian, Rose, Brick, Scarlet and Crimson." Reynard graciously greeted the doe, taking her offered paw and kissing it lightly as he bowed.

The doe cooed in delight at such a reverent greeting, and met the eyes of the mother and each of the kits with a captivating smile and bright friendly eyes. All those she so personally addressed smiled back happily, all except the youngest kit, little Crimson, who glared at the doe with a look of caution and distrust. But if Meretrix was distressed by the tiny kit's failure to be taken in by her charms, she certainly did not betray it.

Then Reynard's middle child Brick couldn't help himself, and he grinned and excitedly pointed at their guest asking, "Is she a bad bunny too?"

The Dirty Doe got a big grin and addressed the excited children, "Yes… yes children… I am very bad!"

All the kits jumped around excitedly yipping and cheering with some exclaiming, "Mommy is gonna be so happy!"

To her credit Meretrix was unphased and eyed Aza with a big smile and then lustfully gazed at Reynard responding in a seductive voice giving the patriarch a wink, "Hopefully your Daddy too!"

Reynard then escorted their guest to the now hurriedly cleaned study. It was one of the good things about having a staff at your beck and call for matters such as the need to clean up messes. They were quite practiced at cleaning up after an army of kits, so a bloody mess from a hare was not especially challenging.

As Reynard escorted the doe into the room, she seemed a bit disappointed that it was only the two of them, "I was hoping your whole family would have joined us. I had tried such activities with whole families before, but never with such young ones."

The fox managed to not display his disgust at such a thought and smiled happily, "I fear they have had quite a busy day as we had a feast celebrating Aza's and my anniversary. I would never deny or hide any of my activities from them. But I fear they may distract us from our efforts."

The doe accepted the fox's explanation as it made sense, "That does seem prudent as I would not wish to distress them by actions that may appear on the surface to be damaging to their parents. Will your dear wife be joining us? Or would such a thing be too peculiar?"

Meretrix had started removing her dress, but Reynard placed his paw up to indicate she should stop. He instead motioned to the chair her husband had just hours before vacated. He poured her the same drink Cuwaert had enjoyed, and sat down in the chair next to her at a right angle indicating he wished to talk first.

"There is plenty of time for us to entertain ourselves, but I thought it only prudent to use this opportunity to get to know such a delightful and entertaining doe first. As to my dear wife, she will join us as soon as she puts the children to bed." The fox replied with sly grin.

The Dirty Doe seemed quite pleased by this news drinking heavily of the sweet refreshing drink especially made for the palate of bunnies. Their good friend Rachel had worked with the chef quite extensively perfecting just the right blend of ingredients to make this possible. She nodded at her host turning her chair to face him, and smiled seductively as the cute innocent looking doe acted anything but, pulling her dress up to her waist and spreading her legs as wide as possible displaying quite clearly to the fox that was not wearing any panties and making her intentions quite clear.

"Well I think we can find a way to entertain ourselves until she gets here." The aptly named Dirty Doe responded huskily.

Reynard realized that this particular guest would not be providing any information without distracting her first as she seemed to have a one track mind regarding these matters. His darling wife would be joining them quite soon for the activities to come, so with no pleasure in the act he offered his guest his foot, the least objectionable part of himself he could think of, which she gladly and eagerly accepted grabbing it with a wide grin and pulled into her crotch and began rubbing quite vigorously on her exposed pink vent. She moaned in response closing her eyes and touched each paw pad and toe to her now moist doe area. The Dirty Doe tried to press each toe inside, but as loose as Cuwaert claimed she was, this was still impossible as doe bunnies were quite tiny in this area compared to other species of similar size. Add the additional fact that Reynard was easily three times her size or more and the realities of physics, geometry and biology, and this made such things working between them quite unlikely. But Meretrix did not let this deter her as she enjoyed the sensations of the fox touching her in her sensitive region regardless of the circumstances. Imagination and fantasy are powerful forces, and in this area, the Dirty Doe was more gifted and capable than all others.

"I understood from your husband you were quite instrumental in his successful earlier career working for Gallus Potator in the Sahara Square District." The fox offered trying to get the insatiable doe talking.

The doe seemed not to hear Reynard, but then after a few moments she stopped her moaning long enough to answer, "He would have never even had that job if it were not for me. Ahhhh…"

Pleased with the admission, he encouraged his horny guest to quench her thirst to which she replied that she would prefer quenching it on his foxhood instead. Reynard politely declined telling her to relax, that there was plenty of time for that later. She finally relented looking quite disappointed and finished her whole glass of juice which the fox quickly refilled.

He then continued the questioning, "Cuwaert did say you were talented at encouraging the odd youth here or there to join his operation."

The fox tried to bait the distracted doe appealing to her ego, but she had other ideas and priorities at the moment answering, "Come closer dear foxy, if you want to know the truth of the matter."

Reynard had interrogated and tricked many hundreds of mammals over his tenure, but never had he faced such an opponent, as he would have to sacrifice himself in order to get the admission he wanted out of this particular subject. He justified this in his mind since his darling wife had highly encouraged this interrogation, and would even be participating shortly. The fox would never dream of cheating on his dear Aza in any way as she was the only female he would ever want or need. However circumstances being what they were, he knew she would understand his actions. So he got out of his chair and knelt down with his knees on the doe's chair facing her and moving close to her placing his ear to her mouth.

However the mischievous Dirty Doe had other ideas and began unbuttoning Reynard's shirt quite dexterously with her little nimble bunny paws. She had his shirt off and was working on his pants before the fox even realized what she was doing. A truly worth opponent, the fox thought to himself, and relented to being stripped in seconds as promises had been made and to do otherwise would be highly suspect. The doe was surprised and nonplussed initially by the several braces of various sized knives attached to her subject's body, but she quickly recovered and began untying each of them quite determined to remove everything that wasn't beautiful orangish-red fur.

Finally she had stripped the fox as naked as the day he was born littering the floor with implements of death, and grinned widely, admiring his amazing physique. For she certainly had never seen its like anywhere as Reynard was as lean and muscular as any fox that had ever lived, with daily strenuous training in combat and intense physical activity. The fox believed soundly in staying as fit and active as any member of the underworld not only for protection, but also to keep his mind and reflexes as sharp as possible.

Then in a blink of an eye, Meretrix lifted her dress over head tossing it to the floor and grabbed Reynard pulling him down on top of her with surprising strength. Her movements were so quick, she caught even the experienced fox off guard, as while he was an expert in combat, he was a novice in this particular discipline. The naughty bunny used the momentary hesitation in her opponent to gently grasp his furry foxy balls and rub his knot and sheath massaging them quite thoroughly.

Reynard tried to get her mind back to the question he had posed asking with slight annoyance, "Meretrix, you had promised to answer my question. I admit to being quite vexed with your delay."

The Dirty Doe, currently quite distracted, seemed to be frowning and somewhat frustrated, "I was not neglecting you my foxy love. I only wished us to get more comfortable first before discussing such matters. Why has your cock not decided to join our discussion?"

The fox knew very well why that had not happened, because he was not attracted to the doe in front of him in any way. It was not because of her looks, her species, or any other factor other than the fact that she was not his Aza, his one true love. Of course he could not admit this to his very skilled opponent and answered her, "I suppose it is because I am nervous, my dear. For you I am sure this kind of thing is commonplace, but for myself quite unusual. When Cuwaert talked me into entertaining you so, I didn't realize how hesitant and tense I would be once the moment was here. It was why I thought to talk first to lighten the mood and tension. I am sure my good wife can bring myself to rise to the occasion when she gets here."

The answer seemed to ameliorate his current condition or the lack thereof in the eyes of his guest as she smiled and nodded in apparent understanding, "It is all plain now my foxy love. While you are deadly in combat and a brilliant leader, you haven't afforded yourself the opportunities of expanding your repertoire of carnal pleasures. Do not fret as I have instructed many a male in the ways of enjoying such delights. You would not be the first such important figure to lack such experience. Here, let me instruct you in ways you can please me while we await your wife."

The doe then grabbed Reynard's head and stuck it between her legs pressing his nose against her pink pleasure area crying in ecstasy and then encouraging him to lick her quite well in that same region. The fox was getting annoyed that she was still deftly dodging his question. He had not planned to entertain her so, and had thoroughly underestimated his opponent, something he had virtually never done before. He supposed this made sense as this was the one area in which he had been a novice in his youth. When he had found his love Aza, both of them had no experience and learned together as they went. But neither had any knowledge about pleasing anyone other than each other and certainly not doing so to someone of another entire species. The biological and sexual differences between a doe and a fox were quite enormous, and hundreds of issues flooded Reynard's mind so thoroughly, he was even unsure what the two could even do together. Not that he had any desire to do anything.

But Meretrix didn't seem to care about any difference as she seemed to enjoy the fox's efforts of licking her quite thoroughly. But Reynard could not get down inside her with his tongue where her special sensitive area was located as his tongue was vastly too large for such a task. Nor could he really suck on the area as his long muzzle was incapable of such a feat. Not that the fox cared about satisfying his guest in this way, but if it would get her answering his queries, he would have gladly satisfied her so.

The Dirty Doe then flipped over on her front and raised her tail and doe area grinding it against Reynard's sheath in an effort to release his hidden column. The fox was amused by how determined the doe was to achieve such a congress. Even if such an event occurred and she was successful, he still did not see how it would accomplish anything useful. The fox did finally admit to himself that he had not thought this plan through, and was pretty much just winging it at this point, something he was quite opposed to, as in his line of work meticulously planning for everything was a must.

Thankfully he was bailed out as the door opened and he heard the sound of a lock being set. This was certainly one thing Reynard wished kept private, as he planned to never speak of it to another soul besides his beloved wife who was currently staring down at him and the Dirty Doe whose eyes were tightly closed focusing on the task at hand and completely unaware of the vixen above her. Aza was not angry, only curious as to the events which had led to such a situation. Reynard gave her a look which hopefully explained his current thoughts and his wife knew him well enough to understand everything that had transpired.

"Meretrix dear, you will wear yourself out and cause chaffing to you both if you continue with your efforts." A completely calm and relaxed Aza told her guest.

The doe stopped her actions and looked up at the vixen with a smile, "Ah, finally you have arrived Aza. Your husband was explaining why he was not able to rise to the occasion. His great pillar is shy, and he informed me that he needed you so it could make a magnificent appearance."

Aza looked to her husband and back to the doe quite amused, "He said that did he. Well I certainly have never known him to have such a problem in my presence. In fact I find I have quite the opposite trouble." The vixen laughed quite heartily at that thought.

Reynard gave his teasing wife a slightly pained expression as he was not fond of being made a joke of in front of a guest, but he took it quite well as he was not embarrassed that his love for his wife made him as strong and powerful in his crotch as it did in his heart. In fact that same love had given him five priceless kits as well as countless hours of closeness and pleasure with his beloved Aza, something he valued more than any amount of money. So the fox nodded his head at his wife and to the bunny in hopes she might have an idea of how to maneuver the doe where they needed her.

So the vixen took off her clothes and placed them neatly in a pile. Reynard had to avoid looking at his lovely wife as he did not really wish any growth at the moment as the doe was quite distracted enough as it was. She then pulled out a large soft rug imported from the southern hemisphere made from the fur of alpacas. It was the most luxurious rug anyone had ever felt, and Reynard had started importing quite a large number to be sold to the wealthy citizens of Zootopia. They were in enormously high demand, and the fox had made sure to clearly show that no alpacas were ever harmed in the making of the rugs as the alpacas made the rugs themselves using their winter coats. In fact Reynard distributed a video cassette with each sale showing the alpacas demonstrating the entire manufacturing process.

Reynard's family would frequently enjoy lying on the large luxurious alpaca rug in front of the fireplace together. The fox reveled in being tackled and smothered by his little kits and holding their mother next to him. But given the current circumstances, he supposed it was the only alternative given the current options available in the room. He sighed realizing he would have to have it thoroughly cleaned after this.

Meretrix squealed in delight seeing the rug, and immediately jumped on it rolling around all over and making swimming motions on it producing sounds of ecstasy. Reynard realized then and there he would have had an immediate sale if the doe could have afforded such a luxury. After a minute of rolling around she motioned to the naked fox couple to join her. The sly fox insisted she finish her glass of juice so she didn't spill any trying to sip the drink later. She happily complied, and the two joined the very contented looking naked doe who pushed Reynard on his back and hopped onto his waist rubbing his chest. She then turned so she was facing his waist and began licking and sucking on the fox's balls and knot while encouraging him to lick her pleasure area currently situated in front of the fox's face. Aza caressed the Dirty Doe's ears rubbing and kissing her neck.

This continued for awhile until Reynard grew impatient and asked the doe, "Meretrix, is there any truth to your husband's claims? He seemed to dismiss your abilities as commonplace, but I could sense that you were quite talented in seducing young minds as I see you have great abilities at seducing the old ones as well."

The wise fox decided to encourage the doe to answer attempting to press one of the digits of his paw into her rabbit hole. She arched her back and answered, "The old fool never did give me the credit I deserved. For I could have marched a whole school to his door if given the chance. I was the best there ever was and he knows it. He kept joking that only a rabbit could be in charge of the sex trade. What a laugh. Everyone knew that the only reason he had such a job was because I brought in so much high quality merchandise that the clients couldn't ever get enough of."

Reynard smiled finally gaining the admission he had worked so hard for, but he was not done and asked, "He had mentioned you had seduced a whole field trip one time. Did you typically go after such quarry or did you visit say foster homes or orphanages?"

To emphasize his point he tried pressing harder inside her. He was not making much progress as loose as she was, it was still far too small. But it was enough to get her to answer, "Oh Cuwaert, still telling stories about the doe threesome I see, his moment of glory. If only he had that much stamina and endurance to satisfy me for once. But no, you are correct, as foster care givers or orphanages that needed some extra bucks or wished a few more empty beds would allow me to peruse their inventory and select the finest candidates to procure for my husband's operation."

The fox in full charm mode motioned to his wife to distract the doe while he went in for the kill, metaphorically. He turned the Dirty Doe on her back and had Aza pleasure her doe area with her mouth and rub the doe's fluffy tail and tailhole with her paws. Reynard lay next to the doe holding her face in his paws licking her mouth and sticking his tongue inside when she opened it. He purred and asked, "You don't happen to remember the place where you found the pretty young vixen, the red demon Cuwaert mentioned."

Reynard retreated from his assault on the doe's mouth long enough for her to answer laughing, "Oh that one! The old fool had nightmares about her for months and months. But yes… I do remember getting her from a foster home I would use quite frequently. In fact they would many times be on the lookout to recruit subjects they thought I would be interested in. I rewarded them quite handsomely. After what happened, I really was quite irate with them for not telling me the vixen had such emotional issues. I was quite mindful after that to prudently screen applicants to prevent finding such a monster again. Such a thing was bad for business."

The doe couldn't tell it, but Reynard knew immediately that his dear wife was furious, as he could sense her fur bristling. But the drugged doe was quite unaware of a lot of things at the moment. For if she had remembered where she was or who she was with, she would not have been so loose with such information to this particular fox. It had taken quite a lot of work and sacrifice to finally get the words he had so long sought.

Reynard smiled to himself now realizing he had now found yet another remarkable gift for his wife within just a few hours of the previous one. Fortune had truly smiled on him. But his anger was quite fierce regarding this Dirty Doe, perhaps as much as his wife's feelings toward the same subject. And he sensed a presence within him now, one that had been quiet for quite awhile. The coldness filled his veins once more and he sensed his mistress was within him once more and screaming for blood. But how could he satisfy his mistress as well as his wife? After a bit of thinking, he came up with a truly fitting way to exact justice much to the agreement of his goddess.

The doe seemed to have a different idea and then begged his wife, "Aza please bring your husband out to play as I so wish to meet his true red brilliance!"

His furious wife hid her feelings and looked to Reynard who gave her a sly knowing smile that told her that he had a plan, and she nodded to the doe and did as the Dirty Doe commanded. For Reynard had been using his iron will honed by decades of focus to prevent him from doing what he did now which was to breath in the intoxicating musk of his wife basking in her gorgeous naked body and was now instantly erect. But the job he needed was not done as he mounted his wife and she captured his knot perfectly in her special spot and squeezed him just right so he tingled all over and began to fully harden reaching his full stiff potential. But just at the last moment he pulled himself from inside her before he had grown too large and she immediately licked and squeezed the expanded knot so it locked into place outside her body. This was something that they had learned through many attempts, as it was the only way they knew for him to actually achieve full rigidity without being locked inside his ravishing wife for quite awhile. The timing had to be just right, and he had found the exact split second that worked.

The Dirty Doe's eyes became impossibly wide seeing what now presented itself before her and licked her lips admiring it's towering red glory. She then immediately pounced on it taking it completely into her mouth and down her throat. The action so surprised Reynard, he had not expected it and tried to pull back, but the bunny was a ravenous beast sucking on him like she was the housing staff's vacuum cleaner on full power. Aza held the bunny around the neck and whispered in her ear, "Wouldn't you like to see how that feels inside you instead?"

The words caused the doe to freeze and she then released the fox and grinned wide, quickly hopping face first onto Reynard's chest pressing his now grand staff into her rabbit hole. But it would not fit no matter how hard she tried. In fact Reynard had to restrain her several times as she was causing him quite a lot pain. The Dirty Doe looked quite upset and frustrated. She had been anticipating this moment for years. But she had never tried such a thing with a fox, and certainly not one as grand or powerful as the one before her now. She had figured with her amazing will she would find a way when the time came.

Reynard could sense her desperation and dissatisfaction and asked her, "Meretrix, would you like me to show you how you can have a fox inside you to pleasure you?"

Without hesitation she cried, "YES! YES! YES!"

The fox thought it only fair to warn her, "My dear bunny, it may be a bit painful for a fox to pleasure a bunny with intercourse. Are you absolutely sure you want this?"

The desperate Dirty Doe screamed, "YES! DO IT NOW!"

So Reynard pulled Meretrix off the rug and the Dirty Doe suddenly felt an intense and extreme pain in her doe area even through the large amount of numbing agents she had swallowed. She lifted her head and looked down stunned seeing the fox holding a knife which he had plunged deep into her bunny hole expanding it's accommodations quite substantially. The fox then stabbed the area several more times at multiple angles for good measure to the screams of victory and adoration from his mistress who was praising her servant's creativity and just retribution on this horrid hare.

Reynard then flipped the Dirty Doe face first on the floor lifting her rear into the air by her tail mounting her and pounding her vigorously as if he wished to impale her through her abdomen. He continued violently thrusting into her through her piteous ear shattering screams until Aza decided she had enough of the screams, and grinned silencing them abruptly, biting the neck of the doe, tasting the sweet delicious blood of another of those responsible for her suffering. She was careful not to bite too hard, just enough to silence the noisy doe and slowly suffocate her. The vixen enjoyed watching her husband impaling the Dirty Doe giving her just treatment for the horrors she had inflicted on Aza and many hundreds of innocent children. Everyone seemed to be quite satisfied: Aza, Reynard and Azrael, Reynard's mistress and the Angel of Death. And finally most of all Meretrix, the Dirty Doe, had achieved her dream of finally being satisfied by the fox, Reynard. It may not have been exactly how she imagined it, but she had achieved her goal nonetheless.

As the last life drained out of the doe, Reynard informed her, "You got your wish finally cunt! I hope my mistress finds many other nice creative tortures to inflict on you. Good riddance you Dirty Doe!"

With that Reynard gave one finally thrust knotting her releasing his seed to fill her with his glory, and his darling wife clamped down crushing her throat silencing the hare forever.

Reynard then calmly dismounted and asked his wife as if inquiring what time she wished to eat dinner, "What do you want done with her?"

Aza gave him a cunning grin answering, "Cook the fucker. She's already been well tenderized."

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As Reynard and his team prepared for the large complicated assault, Reynard and Felix realized that they were missing a lot of mission critical data, and developed a plan to attempt to gather this much needed information. In order to accomplish this task, they realized there was only one mammal for the job. That was not unusual as many times organizations depended on single members to accomplish specific goals, but what was truly extraordinary was that this individual was a little eight year old bunny named Jack Savage. Jack had not been sedentary since the last assaults of two years earlier, quite the opposite. The bunny had been training every day mastering all the new tasks and challenges his spy master threw at him. Jack had also been on a few surveillance missions during this time. While these missions involved corporate espionage, there were still risks involved. The little bunny was particularly useful in situations where his diminutive size, young age, cute and adorable appearance, and non-threatening species, made him the perfect mammal to convince others he posed no threat whatsoever.

So it was that Reynard once again called upon his wee friend to help save a substantial number of children and innocents who were being abused and violated in horrible ways. In order to execute such a huge operation all over the entire kingdom simultaneously, every scrap of information on the operations was vital to their success. The one difference they had this time was that they were not under such a time crunch when gathering the information. Of course the fox hated leaving innocent children in such conditions a single day longer than necessary, but with the King's new proclamation, Reynard knew that they would have only one shot at this, and he planned to make it count.

Jack had been attending a special school Reynard had created for gifted children among his now thousands of Kids. This school, for a very select number of special and very unique adolescents, served several valuable purposes. The first was a private school for his now older kits, eight year old Titian and Rose, fraternal brother and sister twins, and six year old Brick. Four year old Scarlet spent her time with her two year old cousin Nick and one and a half year old brother Crimson, being instructed and cared for at home by her mother, Aunt Marion and several nannies. The second purpose was as a place to develop and encourage true talent, exceptional minds, and children displaying gifts which made them stand out as individuals with unlimited potential. Reynard always looked for such individuals for his crime organization as well as his many business ventures. The fox would always find a challenging place for these kinds of individual adults somewhere in his diverse organization as he never knew when he would need their unique set of skills. And finally the school served as a secret training ground for operatives like Jack Savage to receive instruction and a special curriculum specially tailored to develop these individuals to their maximum potential.

The bunny had made remarkable progress, and had significantly improved in numerous disciplines since his last missions among the enslaved and sexually abused children. When Jack met Reynard and Felix at the school, he was quite excited to apply his talents to once again save so many. In fact he was still very close with many of the friends he had made during his three perilous similar missions, keeping in touch with most of them on a daily basis.

Jack's eyes appeared bright and enthusiastic as he addressed his direct superior and ultimate boss, "Sirs, I am gobsmacked and chaffed that you have come to me once again. Absobloodylootely! I am over the moon to give it another go."

Reynard smiled appreciating his young agent's enthusiasm for going on another such perilous mission, "Jack, you will have a two-way communicator hidden in your secret belly pouch which will have a thin light gray wire hidden in your fur leading to a tiny ear bud for your one ear. Because of how small the device has to be in order to fit in your pouch, the range is limited. But we will have Mini, Razer and other tiny hidden agents all around in range to help you and give you direction. You will want to try and be careful not to get it wet, so seal the pouch and try not to get your one ear wet while bathing if they even let you bathe there."

The bunny twitched his nose in anticipation of more details, "Ace governor, it will be a right nice change to have those guys with me the entire time. I admit it was quite lonely and terrifying whenever I didn't have my friends close by. So what's the plan this time so I don't seem so dodgy?"

Felix explained how they would have Jack infiltrate a facility where they were known to keep records on several of the operations. He would go in posing as the private slave of one of Felix's operatives who had established a cover as a top client. The client was scheduled to be staying overnight at the facility for several days. It was quite common for clients to have personal slaves who would be scurrying around even alone at times doing various duties for their masters. Because he would be posing as the personal property of the client, no one should mess him or ask him to do anything sexual or harmful as he was only meant to do those kinds of favors for his master and no other. Once the other small agents located where to find the information needed, he would be directed there by Mini and his tiny team, and retrieve it, bringing it back to Felix's operative, and then have both of them and the rest of the team leave the facility.

"Sounds like a right vacation compared to the last time. I won't have to be starkers the whole time I hope." Jack said with a laugh and grin.

Reynard laughed at that, "No Jack, you should be able to remain clothed at all times, unless you decide to distract yourself again with some more young beauties."

"Bloody hell, I just won't ever live it down getting caught with my dobber out and arse hanging in the breeze for all to see. Poor Baabs was so embarrassed. People need to learn to give a chap a bit more of a warning next time." The bunny exclaimed quite ashamed of such a sight being witnessed by a whole roomful of young ladies as well as his mercenary friends.

The fox was quite amused at the agent's embarrassment teasing him, "I was told it was a quite cute little ass and twig as I believe you call it sometimes. I am sure quite a lot of the pretty young things would have been clamoring to get a closer look. Just be sure my Rose or, well any of my other kits for that matter, don't get a similar show."

Jack seemed quite upset at Reynard's statements, "Blimey! I would never think to do anything like that with them. They are all my mates. Rose is the dog's bollocks, but I would never look at her as anything else. Besides, those kits are fiercely protective of each other. I remember a bigger kid tried something with Titian, and Rose and Brick nearly tore him apart. I would never mess with any of your kits or Kids cause it is against the rules."

Reynard had instituted rules forbidding any sexual contact among any of his Kids until they were no longer minors and gave full consent. It was a very important rule as a large percentage of the children who became his Kids had been sexually abused and mistreated, and were very vulnerable. All these children had to be completely assured that they were safe, and there was far too great a chance of mentally vulnerable children being taken advantage of and thus harming their recovery and preventing the regaining of their confidence and individuality. The fox knew Jack would never do anything like that with his kits and was merely teasing the young agent.

Felix and the fox then went over all the details of the plan and an itinerary of the specialized training that would be required prior to the mission.

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Jack's initial mission was a success as Mini and Razer has found the room they needed to get access to and had been able to steal a key card and witness the security code for the young agent. The trio were able to retrieve the information needed copying it onto several newly introduced high-density 90mm (3.5in) floppy disks which were smuggled out in Jack's hidden pouch.

The bunny's team had similar success at two other key locations, and finally Felix had enough information to plan the full assault which involved an extremely complicated number of parts with multiple teams and different types of vehicles and transportation across four districts.

As a precaution, Reynard had armed his huge mercenary team with deadly ranged and melee weapons. The fox hoped mightily that they would be unnecessary, but he could not discount the possibility of the other gang leaders having their organizations ready to block and engage his assault team. They were under orders not to strike first, but if attacked they were authorized to defend themselves with all means necessary.

This was a no-nonsense incursion with orders to subdue anyone not cooperating completely with extreme measures. Nothing could delay them, and the timetable for getting everything done was very strict and narrow. They had many contingencies for moving assets to any areas which anticipated any delays during the active operation window.

Once the 122 mammal mercenary team was completely in place and ready to strike, the order was given just after midnight to commence the full assault. Felix had all his undercover operatives in place to take out all security, and to secure all entryways allowing instant access by the full mercenary strike team. Only one facility had a failure, but they were prepared and set charges blowing a sizable hole in the underground entry which fortunately did not cause a cave-in and was far enough below ground to make minimal noise on the surface. Using the detailed plans of the facility, personnel, access codes, client and victim locations, and other pertinent data gathered from Jack's team and other discovery methods, the teams stormed each facility simultaneously taking control of all egresses including several secret bolt-holes, security stations and any guards, all data and records, and housing locations of children and innocents.

They went in with overwhelming force and quickly subdued any possible resistance removing every living mammal and every scrap of information. Everything was recorded on the latest S-VHS video cameras. All operations went fairly smoothly, and because these facilities were hidden and underground with extreme security methods, very few witnesses needed to be taken. This meant virtually all minors captured were innocent and that nearly every adult mammal was guilty in one way or other, the only general exception being adult mammals who were slaves or victims. Every adult mammal captured was restrained in pawcuffs, and had measures taken to block all their hearing and sight during transportation.

All operations were completed in under two hours with only a few minor problems. Everything was very well planned and executed nearly flawlessly. Reynard, Felix and his staff had learned quite a lot about pulling off this kind of complicated wide scale rescue mission from their efforts from two years earlier. The fox smiled thinking of it as pulling off the biggest heist in history simultaneously across the entire kingdom. He was under no illusions that he would get away with such a blatant incursion and violation of the King's mandate, but he still took every possible precaution. All mercenary personnel were strictly tracked and moved to work far from Zootopia for Reynard's business ventures once their duties were no longer required detaining, interrogating and processing those captured. Each adult was separated until they were interrogated. Once the guilt and innocence was quickly determined, those deserving punishment were all moved outside city limits at a temporary camp built on the western mainland. The innocent were medically treated and the best method of helping them move forward to the best future was determined.

No one captured was allowed to buy their way out of execution this time, as the risks were too great of leaving any witnesses. There was one exception, as one of those captured was the son and lone heir of the wealthiest mammal in Zootopia. Reynard had several business ventures involved with the father, and the fox decided it was only proper to allow the father an opportunity to offer an act of contrition on behalf of his heir. He felt quite confident several new buildings and a very sizable donation were in the future for the Reds Kids charity.

Reynard and his lieutenants gave the leaders at each facility a proper trial by combat, but Reynard only personally was involved in the execution of those few who had enough status to justify such an honor. One councilmammal, a couple judges, and a few important wealthy dignitaries were given the honor, but the contests ended extremely quickly as Reynard was in no mood to drag any out longer than necessary regardless of his mistresses begging for more blood. Once all executions were finished, all evidence was burned and dumped in the water far to the south of Zootopia.

Everything seemed to have been executed to near perfection. Every scrap of potential evidence or witness was thoroughly accounted for. Reynard hoped that they had done enough to make it impossible for his enemies to find anything to bring before the King to claim he was in violation of the law.

Nearly nine hundred innocents had been saved. Nine hundred too many as far as Reynard was concerned, but he felt thoroughly satisfied and contented with his decision regardless of the outcome of his actions. To save nine hundred more souls from the suffering he, his sister Marion, his wife Aza, and so many others had experienced, he would walk through the gates of hell itself. He had no idea at the time that he would be experiencing just that very soon.

For as meticulous as Reynard had been, for all the detailed planning, the amazing reconnaissance and surveillance, the elimination of virtually all evidence and potential witnesses, for all that, he had made one big mistake. He had underestimated the deviousness and brilliance of his enemies. For unbeknownst to him, the entire thing had been a giant trap for just one fox, him. Isengrim, Bruun, Tybalt, and his many enemies had devised a plan once they realized Reynard had been taking great efforts to be a good fox and obey the King's new law. They would create a wide scale child slavery and sex operation so massive that the fox would have to act no matter the consequences.

Even all the information Jack Savage and his fellow operatives found was a huge setup. For one thing that every scrap of information found failed to disclose, was that every facility had been wired with hidden security cameras. In addition, many of the children and employees of the facilities had been wired with tracking and monitoring devices as well as hidden microphones and transmitters. And the only mammals who knew anything about any of this were the bosses and their lieutenants only. Once they had detected a breach in the data center, they had captured all footage showing Jack Savage entering and taking this data in all facilities. They had surveillance evidence showing the same bunny being one of Reynard's Kids as well as even being in a special school with the fox's own kits. While this information alone could have doomed the fox, they were taking no chances. They knew that once Reynard had the information collected by Jack, a full scale assault would soon be forthcoming.

Sure enough, a week later a massive invasion was detected, and Reynard's enemies were satisfied to sit back and not interfere, but instead collect all the evidence showing his guilt. They intentionally made sure all gang members had orders to not engage the forces in any way. They filmed the exit of all vehicles following them all at a safe distance. While they were able to only actually follow a few to their final destination and disembarkation, it was enough. In addition they collected all the tracking data on the children and employees showing where they were taken, and gathered all audio using recorders that were moved into range to capture pertinent evidence.

It was the most expensive trap in history, but considering the proven ability of their quarry to avoid nearly anything, they deemed it necessary. The enemies did gain some money from the operations to partially offset the costs, but even so, the net cost was many millions of bucks. Reynard had failed to anticipate that his enemies would be willing to go to such lengths to convict him. Such was their hatred and desperation for revenge, that some were willing to nearly bankrupt themselves and their entire organizations. In fact some like Bruun had to leverage themselves so heavily that the King and the banks owned everything they possessed.

But they had finally won. Reynard had known it would not be wise to attend the annual Nobel Celebration that occurred less than a month after the assaults, or at least not until he was sure that his actions had gone unnoticed. He did not have to wait long, as nearly immediately upon the start of the Nobel Celebration, Reynard's enemies began the process of presenting all the evidence they had collected to the King and the court. In fact the presentation of evidence was so extensive, it took nearly two days to even get through it all. By the time it was done, Grimbeert could only shake his head, as the badger saw no way for him or Reynard to deny the mountain of evidence against them. Regardless of the justification for his actions, the fox's goose was cooked.

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Once Reynard's accusers finished presenting the final piece of evidence, Isengrim stood before the King and Queen addressing a crowded court which had gathered to hear his final summation and the King's response.

The wolf looked all around the room with a somber expression finally addressing the King, "My lord King, after our previous attempts, we were determined to demonstrate the legitimacy and veracity of our claims against Reynard the Fox also known as Red Death. The Fox flouts the court and you yourself my lord King with such brazen actions on an enormous scale. The extent of such a violation is beyond anything ever conceived. He might as well have spit in your face."

The entire court gasped at such an inconceivable thought mumbling excitedly amongst themselves.

Isengrim waited for the crowd to quiet down and continued, "In addition, I would remind you of the fox's culpability in the death of your loyal and beloved servant Cuwaert who only lived to serve at your majesty's pleasure. Bellin the Ram was many things, but above all he was a sniveling coward and a bootlicker. The ram was a friend and associate of Cuwaert seen numerous times at court in each others company in close friendship. For him to do what occurred in this very room is inconceivable. The only one who would have any grievance with the hare was The Fox. In fact, Meretrix, the good hare's wife, was last seen going into Reynard's estate and has never been seen since. I put it to you that The Fox has slain them all, two by his own paws and the last by his deceit and trickery. The only possible explanation for Bellin taking credit for the gift of Cuwaert's head is that The Fox convinced the foolish ram that he was presenting a treasure of immense value to his majesty hoping to gain your favor."

The wolf then prepared for his final words speaking loudly and clearly for all to hear, "Reynard the Fox deserves no mercy, no praise, only swift and brutal justice. He has fooled your majesty and this good court pretending to be a good and loyal servant while he plotted treachery. I hope that all can see him now for the disloyal wretched scoundrel and villain he truly is. My lord King, you have offered him a reprieve by your grace, and this is how he repays your kindness. Such offenses can not go unpunished as he has insulted you personally spitting in your eye, smearing shit on your crown and cursing your name! He must be put to death!"

There was a great outcry from the crowd upon the wolf's last few words as such insults could surely not be ignored and must be answered with brutal and swift justice.

The King glared angrily upon hearing such words from the wolf, but his majesty controlled his fury, once again appearing regal, and addressed these words to the court, "District boss Isengrim, I thank you for your words and for presenting your grievances to the court in a such detailed and conclusive manner. I take your words concerning Cuwaert and Bellin to heart and believe now they have merit, but there is no irrefutable proof of such crimes. However the other offenses you present seem quite convincing and irrefutable, and such actions will not be tolerated. But I must warn you that while your evidence is substantial, it is clear that you and your allies intentionally baited The Fox and setup everything to be able to snare him. In so doing, you and your fellows have violated many other laws which The Fox has complained about on numerous occasions here at court. I thus put it to you that your actions were despicable and condemn you to a somewhat lesser degree than the fox you now accuse. That being said, this does not excuse his crimes in any way as he entered into his actions freely, intentionally and knowingly violating my clearly defined mandate. This violation can not be ignored, and he will answer for his crimes with the harshest punishment possible. Chief Adviser Grimbeert, do you have anything to add in The Fox's defense?"

A hopeful but thoroughly despondent Queen Fiere looked to the badger for any word that could possibly defend the indefensible. The badger looked up into the eyes of his Queen wishing with all his might that he had such words, but alas he had none but a desperate plea and declared, "My lord King, the evidence presented is great indeed. But I only ask you to consider what you yourself have said. Reynard the Fox has made great efforts over the past two years to be your loyal and obedient servant. He tirelessly tried over and over to work within your system and rules asking your majesty and this court to see these violations by his enemies. But he was rebuffed and ignored due to much corruption within this court. My cousin saw only one recourse, and acted on behalf of brutally victimized children and innocents who were so abused by Isengrim and his accomplices by their own admission here at court. The Fox did not wish to insult you my lord King. He attempted every legal method possible to prevent such actions. But my cousin is selfless and believes in those helpless victims above all. Reynard has great love for you my King, but he also has love for righteousness and justice. I only ask you offer him mercy knowing he never meant any insult to you personally my lord King, nor the court, and that he has been maliciously and treacherously ensnared by his enemies."

Queen Fiere smiled wide wordlessly thanking the badger for a brilliant defense considering the circumstances.

The King thought for a minute and finally answered the badger, "Good badger, you speak well, and your cousin is indeed fortunate to have such a friend and kin. I have considered your words, and understand the truth in much of them. Yet I still can not ignore such a blatant disregard for my clearly stated laws. While the Fox may not have intended to slight me, he has harmed me nonetheless. I can not be demanding all follow my laws if I allow those offenders to merely claim justification for breaking them. It is therefore my edict that Reynard must come to court to face extreme sanctions for his blatant actions. I now call all my advisers and councilors to gather and decide how best to bring The Fox to court to meet out his punishment."

So then the King and his council met to discuss how best to bring Reynard to justice. Many proposals were presented including sending various individuals or groups of enforcers to his home to collect him. But with his past abuse of Bruun and Tybalt still fresh in the King's and others minds, they decided to entertain other options. Many even suggested sending an armed contingent to the Fox's home, but the King denied this request because of the deadly and disastrous potential of such a move. There really was but one option the King saw to resolve this situation peacefully, and he dismissed the council to declare his decision to the court.

Once all were seated and quieted, the King rose and declared, "I have debated long and hard over this decision with the assistance of my council's sage advice. In order to bring the accused, Reynard the Fox, to court in order to enforce the rule of law, I have decided to send Grimbeert the Badger to convince The Fox to come to court. But this is not a simple request nor boon by the badger to the court on this occasion. For if Grimbeert the Badger does not produce Reynard the Fox to this court in person before the end of this year's current Nobel Celebration, then Grimbeert will answer for the crimes of the Fox and his life is forfeit immediately."

Grimbeert gasped in response, and those allies of his including the Queen all looked dismayed and aghast at such a pronouncement. As no one could think of a reason why The Fox would ever come to court after the irrefutable evidence presented and the severe condemnation by the King. As talented as Grimbeert was, no one thought he had any hope of achieving this task. It seemed the badger shared their opinion as he stood motionless looking down at his feet contemplating his situation and realizing his chances of success were slight indeed. He would be a dead badger hanging at the end of a rope very soon. In fact the King had already ordered a gallows to be erected immediately after his pronouncement. Apparently the court would have one of them dead by the end of the week.

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It was with a heavy heart Grimbeert visited his cousins Aza and Reynard later that evening. The badger had packed for several days in case his talks with the Fox took a great deal of time which was very likely. In fact Grimbeert had packed so well, it may have been as if he never planned on leaving Reynard's estate a free mammal ever again. The badger realized that being on the run the rest of his life may be a likely outcome, but he was not meant for such a life. He was exactly where he needed and deserved to be, a Chief Adviser at court with influence and power. He loved the intrigue, the gossip, the positions on issues that changed on a daily basis. He had provided brilliant advice and many counter views which encouraged debate and ultimately better decisions every day since he had officially joined the court.

As a young cub still wet behind the ears, Grimbeert had apprenticed as a gopher, an errand boy, for one of the chief members of the council. He worked tireless to impress everyone at court with his hard work and listened carefully to all that transpired in the shadows while there, and whispered in the ears of many there giving them much credit for his very own ideas. It was this brilliance and spirit that many noticed, and he was elected as the youngest member of the court when the time came to recommend new members. Now over these many years he had finally worked his way up to the position he had always dreamed of ever since he was that young cub, a Chief Adviser to the King. He could not give that up to live on the run. He had worked so hard to get that far, and now had a wife and two cubs to think about as well. Grimbeert would have to leave them as well, as surely they were being watched, and any attempt to bring them away with him would be detected and stopped. No, running was not a possibility. At worst he would face the King and pray for a reprieve based on his value to the court and his tireless years of service. But it was an empty hope, as he saw from the King's anger that he quite meant his royal word regardless of all Grimbeert had done. The issues at stake were greater than the life of one little badger.

His cousin Aza and her husband Reynard offered him a nice meal when he arrived chatting with each other as if nothing was the matter. One would think the biggest decision on their minds was what color drapes to get for the newly designed ballroom. But Grimbeert joined in their polite inconsequential conversation playing the part he had so often played at court. For the badger knew quite well how to play a role in the worst of times.

After the meal and dessert was done, and after the three had thoroughly discussed their kits and cubs and how their schooling was going, the various events that had happened around the kingdom, as well as some gossip of various court members, they finally retired to the study to discuss more important topics. Aza went to put the kits to bed, while Grimbeert and Reynard talked, but the fox refused to discuss the matters at court until his wife joined them. This behavior was quite curious as in the past she was left out of these conversations. This worried Grimbeert a great deal.

Suddenly, they were interrupted as the door burst open and six kits all poured into the room excitedly encircling the fox and badger yipping and running, hopping into their father's, and uncle's in the case of Nick, lap giving the fox dozens of kisses and hugs. The kits even had endless questions for Grimbeert as he was well known to all the kits from his numerous visits. They knew he was family, and family was everything to the kits. After a great deal of begging, Reynard had to excuse himself and took all the kits to their bedroom to tuck them in himself.

Grimbeert sat in silence trying to figure out how he was going convince Aza and Reynard to have Reynard stand punishment for his crimes. If he was in his cousin's place, he would never go, as his death was certain. It was a good ten minutes later when Reynard and Aza returned joining the badger bringing freshly brewed herbal tea, fresh fruit and some small snacks.

The badger then looked at the fox wondering if he should speak of serious matters in front of his wife or not. Reynard seemed to understand his concerns and allayed his fears, "Fear not, cousin Grimbeert, you may speak freely in front of Aza, for the matters we discuss are of equal importance to the both of us. She has been fully apprised of all that has transpired over the past months with respect to Cuwaert, Meretrix, Bellin and Operation Liberation."

"Operation Liberation?" Grimbeert wondered.

"Yes, that is the name given to the entire rescue." Explained the fox, "I started naming all such operations, heists and complex movements of forces and resources. It makes discussing such things much easier. I take it from your expression and mood things did not go well at court."

Grimbeert knew that Reynard already knew everything that had occurred over the past two days in court in detail, and that his allies would have even provided him video recordings and audio cassettes of everything that transpired. All such important meetings were now recorded, and it did not take much to bribe those mammals recording and storing these tapes to provide them a copy. But Reynard kept up the illusion that Grimbeert's description of the events would be the first he had heard of what had taken place.

The badger gave his two cousins a complete summary of all the evidence presented by Reynard's enemies, his defense and the King's proclamation. He discreetly failed to mention the King's final word about Grimbeert's fate, as the badger knew that all recordings had ended when the King had left to deliberate on how to retrieve Reynard. Grimbeert hoped no one had mentioned the King's threat, and Reynard did not seem to be aware of this proclamation. This was understandable as there was so much other information to pour through.

Reynard thought for a moment and then chuckled, "It seems I owe Isengrim, Bruun and Tybalt an apology."

The statement surprised the badger as he looked bewildered, "Whatever for cousin?"

The fox snickered a bit and answered, "I had thought them to be more dull-witted and imbecilic than they actually are. It was a truly brilliant trap. I completely underestimated the degree of enmity and malice they held towards me. For them to go to such incredible lengths and expenses to condemn me is truly remarkable. But their plan was canny and shrewd. I suspect Tybalt and a few others of similar intellect were responsible for the detailed planning. But I laud them for managing to follow through such a plan which took a year to execute, cost a small fortune, and finally exposed them all as violators themselves. However I am sure they will go much deeper into debt buying their way out of proper punishment for their crimes. But it will be extremely costly for them nonetheless."

Grimbeert now understood why his cousin found the dire circumstances amusing. Such was the way of The Fox, as he knew it accomplished nothing to be stressed and anxious over matters for which he had no control. But the badger asked the question he desperately hoped The Fox had an answer too, "Reynard, do you have any ideas on how to argue your case at court? Perhaps you can say your actions were merely to bring the treachery of your enemies to light? Is there a way you can claim you were acting on behalf of his majesty? Mayhap you could claim your actions were to expose the hypocrisy and corruption within the court itself, and that such behavior was necessary to unmask it so it would be addressed?"

Reynard nodded in appreciation of the words of the badger, "All excellent ideas cousin. You truly are as brilliant as you are a loyal friend. All those ideas would have been viable if the events of two years ago had not occurred. But the King was quite specific in his proclamation to prevent any of the actions you just mentioned from occurring. His majesty decided to hamstring me with his laws while defending and ignoring abuses being flaunted under his nose. He wished me to follow the rule of law using it to act in defense of those that were in desperate need of help. But what use was the law when the violators were free to buy the silence of the court and operate openly and unchallenged? When laws are unjust and abused, I can not stand by with good conscience and ignore innocent panicked voices pleading for a friendly paw to pull them from the hopeless abyss and personal hell in which they each found themselves."

Grimbeert was surprised that the normal placid expression of the fox was broken, and Reynard had tears in eyes as he spoke of the frustration and impotence he felt witnessing such abuses and injustices going on around him and not being able to do anything. Aza put her paw on his arm attempting to comfort him knowing her husband had tried so hard to act within the rules of the King. But she knew he could only take so much, and could not resist his nature to help those misused and mistreated innocents. Regardless of the consequences, nearly nine hundred guiltless souls, many in the same situation she had found herself many years ago, were now free with a chance at happiness and a future worth living.

True to his nature, Reynard, Aza, Grimbeert and several of his top advisers spent the next several days trying to find any way of discrediting all the evidence against him, or finding a way to excuse his actions. They tried more and more desperate and inconceivable ideas, but none of them seemed to possess any traction.

So it was that one evening two days before the Nobel Celebration was to be ended, Reynard decided to have a serious conversation with his beloved wife Aza while Grimbeert was present.

Reynard sat facing his wife and brought up the topic Grimbeert had dreaded as he somberly asked her, "My dear wife, it is obvious that there is no way to avoid the King's wrath. He is quite furious with me and will hunt me even here until he has me hanging by my neck, the sentence of a disloyal dishonest thief. So what would you say to leaving our home and Zootopia altogether and living down south far from the reach of the King and my enemies? I have numerous contacts through my shipping ventures who would happily set us up with a life there where we can live without fear or dread. There we can live seven years or more, without being found. There is plenty of good things there for us, more time for us to be together, beautiful scenery, all the luxuries you could ever desire. I can continue running my business empire from there, and we could bring tutors for the children and any retainers or associates of mine who wish to come. If you'll accompany me, you'll find sweet wells and beautiful, clear-flowing streams… lord knows how sweet the air is there. We can well live peacefully, in ease and plenty. Never have I been harder pressed or closer to death, but no matter how the matter goes now, I'll never come within the King's power again. I have my freedom of movement for only a short while longer. We must be away before he comes for us all seeking our deaths."

His wife Aza considered his words carefully responding, "Reynard, I don't think we should leave for another land far away. We'd be miserable strangers there as everyone we know and love is here. Here we have all we want, and here you're lord of the whole district and a respected businessmammal. Why should we leave this place, and risk everything in a worse one? We can stay here securely enough. If the King makes trouble or besieges us, there are many secret tunnels and exits through which we'll escape him. In staying here we can't go wrong, since we know all the byways in the district. Before he could capture us with force, he'd need a great deal of help. That you would consider running so far away is the thing that concerns me most."

Reynard nodded accepting his wife's opinion, "No sweet wife, don't be worried about that. There's a saying: 'The more forsworn, the more forlorn,' meaning the more a mammal betrays a promise, the more wretched he is. I made a promise to you the moment you agreed to be my one true love, telling you I would never leave you until my mistress decides to take me into her bosom to join her in her realm. I intend to keep that promise even if it cost me my life. I will do whatever you wish, and merely mention the lands to the south as the safest option should we wish to flee as I hold dominion there, not the King. Very well, if the King hunts me, I'll manage as best I can. If he's overmighty with me, I still hope to trick him through my subtlety, I'll untie my sack of tricks: if he's looking for trouble, he'll find it."

As the fox couple held each other close nuzzling one another, Grimbeert thought to himself that it was good that they had decided to stay, as his life would surely be forfeit if they fled to another realm. But as the end of the Nobel Celebration neared, they could still change their mind. The other problem was that he was no closer to getting the fox to come to court. As the deadline fast approached, the badger knew that he would have to take desperate measures to convince the fox to face the King and certain doom.

The following day Grimbeert pressed Reynard on coming to court with him that very day, "Cousin, come let us accede to the King's demands. Since your dear wife does not want to leave, you need to face the King and beg his mercy. You can beg some other punishment asking him to consider your situation. Perhaps you could buy his majesty's forgiveness? The longer you wait, the angrier he will become. Come with me now and let us settle this disagreement."

Reynard considered his cousin's words responding, "You speak many possibilities dear cousin, but I am afraid the King wishes to make me an example. To so openly defy him as I have done, I am afraid there is only one punishment with which he will be satisfied. Because this very night I had a dream sent to me from my mistress. She warned me of great treachery at court. I can not ignore such an omen as her word carries much weight with me. I can not see a good result from joining you at court I am afraid."

Grimbeert pressed his cousin off and on all day with no luck. His mind seemed set on the matter. Not that the badger could blame him, as he would never have gone to court if he was in the fox's skin. But the time was fast approaching, and his own doom seemed to be counting down rapidly.

That evening the badger saw something which disturbed him greatly as he witnessed the belongings of Aza, Reynard, Reynard's sister Marion, Marion's husband, Aza's parents and all the kits being packed and moved in secret. When Grimbeert asked Reynard about the frantic packing, the fox merely explained that it was only a precaution. But the badger felt that his cousin was being ingenuous and they were soon to flee. Again, not that he could blame them. However, such an action would surely doom the badger. But it was a moot point, as if he was unable to get the fox to court by the morrow, he would be a lifeless corpse soon after.

So it was that the badger made use of his brilliant mind to evil purpose. Grimbeert determined that he would have to do the unthinkable as he felt he had no other choice. It pained his heart so greatly, but to do otherwise would mean his end. So he plotted the ultimate betrayal to his cousins putting his plan into effect that night.

The next day, he woke early before his cousins and packed his car. He then visited the guards at the front gate letting them know he would be leaving shortly. He saw Reynard's kits, Titian, Rose and Brick off to school and convinced Reynard and Aza to spend the morning enjoying each others company in bed. They quite appreciated his suggestion and seemed determined to show their commitment and love for each other. Grimbeert checked on Marion providing her the new book she had wished to read for a long while. The badger then went to his aunt and uncle convincing them to enjoy the beautiful day providing them a picnic lunch to enjoy.

The final impediment to his plan was in the nursery. He had the nanny's favorite drink and snacks prepared with a sleep inducing agent dispersed within. But such a precaution was unnecessary as the nanny accepted the badger's word that Aza had informed him to let her know that her services were unnecessary this morning and to help the cleaning crew. That he himself would be watching over the children.

Once she left, Grimbeert turned to the three kits asking them excitedly, "Hello Scarlet, Nick, Crimson, would you like to go on a special adventure?"

Little Scarlet got an excited look, "Cousin Grimbeert, that sounds wonderful, doesn't it Nico? Where would we be going?"

Little Nick nodded his head as an adventure sounded quite exciting.

Grimbeert smiled at the kits, "I have someone truly special who wishes to meet you. Would you like to meet the King and Queen?"

Scarlet and Nick jumped up and down excitedly talking rapidly in utter elation. Little Crimson instead looked at the badger very warily.

Nick exclaimed quite enthusiastically, "Car told me about the King and Queen. They are just like in the storybooks!"

Grimbeert nodded his head, "Yes, exactly like that. King Nobel is the most regal and impressive mammal you will ever see. And Queen Fiere is the most beautiful and majestic Queen there ever was. She will love you all! It will truly be the most glorious adventure ever!"

Scarlet then looked a bit concerned, "What about Titian, Rose and Brick? They will be very mad if we go and they do not. Also is Mommy, Daddy and Aunt Marion coming? They will surely wish to meet the King and Queen too."

The badger smiled at the kits explaining, "This is the only time they have to see you. I promise I will arrange for the other kits to visit another time when they are not in school. Your Mommy and Daddy told me to take you ahead, and they would be meeting us shortly."

Nick piped up excitedly, "And my mommy too? She always wanted to meet the King and Queen! She has read me stories about kings and queens in her books."

Little Crimson seemed suspicious and leery of this adventure, but kept his mouth quiet.

Grimbeert answered the young kit, "Yes, she will join your aunt and uncle. We need to leave now though, as we are already running late, and we mustn't keep such important people as the King and Queen waiting."

The kits nodded and each grabbed one of the paws of the badger. But then Grimbeert realized little Crimson was not following. He then bent down to pick up the young kit. As the badger got Crimson in his paws and was lifting him, he suddenly dropped the kit looking at his arm which now seemed to have a fork embedded into it. Crimson was glaring at the badger with extreme displeasure simply saying, "No!"

Grimbeert stifled a scream of pain, not wishing to alarm the children, and calmly removed the fork from his arm. He then instead offered young Crimson some of the refreshments he had prepared earlier for the nanny, pretending to eat some himself. The kit looked at the food and drink warily, but thirst and hunger seemed to overpower his concern and he began to enjoy some of each.

Scarlet and little Nick then attempted to follow the younger kit's example, but Grimbeert let them know he had a special treat for each of them offering each a full-sized candy bar he had brought for just this situation. The two kits greedily gobbled the proffered candy and soon their muzzles where covered with chocolate. They both laughed as they tried to lick the chocolate off each others mouths. A chocolate bar was an extreme rarity, as their parents were quite strict about giving them any candy or junk food. The kits had only gotten to try candy on the rare occasion they were slipped a treat by their grandparents or a nanny. While the two older kits thoroughly enjoyed tickling each other by licking the other, the badger noticed little Crimson was looking quite sleepy. He quickly took the food and drink away from little kit and picked him up.

"Come on children, the grand adventure awaits! Perhaps the King might even make you both a knight!" Grimbeert encouraged his two now sugar fueled hyper charges.

Nick piped up, "Car can't be a knight, she's a girl!"

Scarlet argued, "Can so, Nico!"

Nick grinned at his cousin, "That's not what Mommy's storybook says."

The badger settled the argument, "This is Zootopia where anyone can be anything. If the King wants to make Scarlet here a knight, he can do it and no one can tell him otherwise."

Scarlet then stuck her tongue out at Nick letting him that she was right and he was wrong.

Grimbeert then pretended to hold a scepter in his paws and tied capes around little Scarlet and Nick giving them an exaggerated bow and escorting them on their royal adventure as if they were already important knights on their way to see the King and Queen in search of a quest.

The sly badger motioned to them with his arms, "This way my lord and lady. I am your humble servant Grimbeert here to guide you to their most glorious majesties. We are in need of a quest truly worthy of the greatest young knights in Zootopia's history. Let us away!"

So the badger led his two knights and sleeping kit through the estate and out the door. No one batted an eye as the badger was known family and seen with the kits all the time, never alone however, but anyone seeing him laughing and playing with the cheerful kits who were waving imaginary swords around making their capes flap behind them, would never suspect the badger was kitnapping the three.

They skipped together out the door and to Grimbeert's car. He laid little Crimson on the floor on the passenger side, and told the two kits in the back to hide on the floor as he was playing a joke on the guards at the gate. The kits thought that was a wondrous game and happily complied giggling trying to hush each other. The badger turned on the stereo to cover any noise. The guards were expecting him to be leaving as he had informed them just an hour earlier of that very fact. The sentry made a quick glance in the car mainly as a habit as the badger's car was never searched. Grimbeert waved goodbye to the guards as they opened the gate, and he calmly headed out of the estate toward the downtown area and the court.

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Reynard received the call of ultimate betrayal about thirty minutes later.

The Fox picked up the phone hearing the voice of the badger. He was surprised to hear him on the phone as the badger would normally just ask the staff where to locate them at the estate if he needed to speak to them. But it was very possible, Grimbeert was outside or on the far end of the estate. So the fox answered him with a curious voice, "Hail cousin, why are you calling me instead of coming to meet me?"

There was a long pause on the other end. Another strange development thought Reynard.

Grimbeert, his loyal trusted cousin, informed him, "Reynard, I hope to meet you shortly. I am at court. Please come meet me here immediately."

This was curious as the badger was almost saying it like it was a command, "Grimbeert cousin, why would I ever do that? I don't feel like stretching my neck from the rope today. Quit playing these games and come join Aza and me."

Then he heard words that would sink his heart and make his blood run ice cold.

The badger then clarified the situation, "Cousin, I believe you will want to meet me here. Your two youngest kits and nephew are here waiting for you to join them. They were quite pleased to meet the King and Queen, and are completely unharmed. Please come to court immediately so that they stay that way."

The implied threat was definitely there. Reynard would have thought that this was a joke, except he realized that no one would dare kid about such a thing with him. He put down the phone and immediately yelled to Aza to find out where the kits were. His wife could tell her husband was very shaken, and didn't bother asking him why he would ask her such a thing. She immediately raced off to find the children yelling at every guard or staff member about when and where they had last seen the missing kits.

She returned a few minutes later frantic and out of breath, "They… they are GONE! My… my babies..."

She could not complete the sentence as the thought was too horrible to comprehend. Someone had taken her children and her nephew. And she had a good idea who had done this based on the information she had quickly gathered. The look of utter despair on her face told Reynard everything he needed to know. He had been betrayed by heinous treachery!

He picked up the phone and spoke as calmly as his shaken body could, "Grimbeert, I understand the situation. I wish I understood why, but that is not important at the moment. What is important is that if you and those at court responsible for this action value your lives at all, you will make sure those kits are the safest and happiest they have ever been in their lives."

After a long pause, he heard the badger answer, "I understand cousin, all will be made clear once you come to court. You children and nephew will be unharmed if you come very soon. If you do not arrive by this evening… I can not be held responsible for the consequences to the children."

The badger then hung up.

Reynard stood there for a long while staring at the phone in his paws. His veins ran ice cold. He had never contemplated such a move. Sure, he knew his enemies would love to get ahold of his kits to force some kind of concession out of him. That is why they were watched and guarded constantly. But he had never thought them vulnerable in his own home. The betrayal by his own family and good friend hit him harder than anything he had felt in his life.

He then looked up slowly and realized that before him stood his wife waiting for him to even acknowledge her presence. The look on her face was one that would haunt him forever. It was the look of utter despair, horror and helplessness. It was a look that showed devastation, desperation and abject desolation. The face of his wife sparked a fire in his belly. His mistress was with him instantly and felt the immense suffering of her servant. She tried to tell him she had warned him in his dream, and was sorry she could not have been more specific. There were laws in the underworld about how much information she could reveal.

As he explained the situation to his one true love, her expression changed so many times it was impossible to follow all her emotions, but slowly those feelings of hopelessness began to change to wrath, fury and violence. Those other feelings were still there in varying degrees, but Aza had calmed herself enough to utter four words, "We must get Marion!"

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Reynard walked into court past the guards followed by a very anxious Aza and Marion. He requested the three kits be sent to him before he would move forward. The guards and King knew that Reynard would not attempt to fight his way out with the three kits, his wife and his sister in the line of fire. But they were still very cautious watching The Fox warily in case he made any moves.

But of course Reynard had no intention of doing anything but getting his kits into the waiting arms of his wife and sister. As soon as little Scarlet, Nick and Crimson spotted their dad and uncle, they all made a beeline towards him. He picked them all up at once hugging and kissing them.

Little Scarlet exclaimed, "Daddy you came! We met the King and Queen. They were so nice to us. The Queen looked so sad seeing us, but she said that you would be here soon."

Reynard's little nephew added, "Unca Renny, today has been such an exciting adventure. The King knighted us and made us all honorary knights. He gave us these play swords, see!"

The kits showed Reynard the little soft spongy painted swords the children had been given.

Then little Crimson looked into his father's eyes looking sad and concerned, "Poppa, they want to hurt you?"

The words of his youngest chilled him. The little boy seemed to have an uncanny way of sensing the truth of things around him. If he hadn't already been someone joined with a goddess of death, Reynard might have thought it creepy. But The Fox was no ordinary mammal, and saw a special gift which could prove quite useful in the kit's future.

Reynard ruffled the fur on his little son's head telling all the kits, "I'll be fine. But your mothers may hurt me instead if I don't release you to their loving arms."

The Fox put the three kits carefully down and directed them to the waiting arms of Aza and Marion who grasped the kits tightly sobbing.

Little Scarlet was confused, "What's wrong Momma? Cousin Grimbeert said you knew we were here and were coming to join us right away."

But Aza couldn't respond vocally to her precious little daughter and only hugged her tight, tears falling down her face.

Reynard came over to the two vixens and three kits hugging them all at once.

He met the eyes of his wife and sister and spoke volumes without uttering a single word.

Finally he managed to say, "Kits, go with your mothers. I have business to attend to with the King. I love you all more than you could possibly know. Be good, and always listen to your mother for she loves you more than anyone in the world, remember that."

The kits promised their father and uncle that they would do as he asked and reluctantly released him. Reynard then slowly and calmly walked away towards the throne room. He dare not look back, as the sight might break him.

But suddenly he heard shouts from behind him. He turned to see a little orangish-red streak coming towards him and found something clamped onto his leg. He looked down to see his darling daughter hugging his leg for dear life. He picked her up kissing her and cuddling her. He tickled her belly and she giggled in response. He was too choked up to say anything, so instead just gently put her down and gave her a nudge towards Aza. His precious little Scarlet then raced back to her mom who promptly picked her and Crimson up and turned heading quickly towards the exit meeting Coal, Alexei and several of Reynard's personal guard looking extremely protective over the vixens and kits taken into their care. Reynard nodded towards Coal, letting the panther know they were in his paws now, and to take good care of them no matter what was to come.

Reynard then marched to the dais in front of the King and Queen as his contingent left to get his most precious possessions to safety. That was the only priority on The Fox's mind.

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The charges were read by the Court Chamberlain and the King asked Reynard to explain himself. The Fox acquitted himself well speaking words similar to Grimbeert's earlier at the trial. Reynard assured the King and Queen that he only had the utmost respect for them, but could not stand back and watch such abuses by Isengrim, Bruun and the others to so many victims. He questioned how his offenses were any greater than those who perpetrated the crimes, and who had then admitted to numerous violations openly.

And in a final statement Reynard bowed low humbling himself before their majesties pleading, "My lord King and fair Queen, have I not proven over these past two years I can live as clean as any, following each law, acting as a loyal servant? I merely asked that you hear valid grievances when spoken, and act upon those found with merit and validity. To do such would earn you a tireless and devoted servant who would only seek to enhance your glory, and reward you tenfold with others praising your fairness and wisdom. I beseech you to be magnanimous when looking upon any wrongs or slights I may have given you, and understand I only acted towards the betterment of your entire kingdom, rather than counter as those who accuse me have done. I am at your mercy lord King."

The Fox remained bowed low before the King waiting in place until he heard the deep booming voice of Leo, King Nobel. He then looked up into the face of the King and heard him proclaim before the entire gathered court, "Reynard the Fox, also know as Red Death, you have been found guilty of capital crimes against the crown. By your own admission, you have declared your guilt. You speak of a place to speak grievances and have been afforded that opportunity, yet you do not accept the decision of the court and act directly against its clearly stated laws. While you speak elegantly and with great passion, much to your credit, you have acted against many other districts breaking the non-interference laws which have provided peace within the realm for so long in an extreme blatant manner with considerable planning and forethought. I have heard nothing from you today to convince me to change the judicial sentence handed down from the council and trial panel. I therefore sentence you, Reynard the Fox, to hang by the neck like a dishonorable thief, until your life expires and you breathe no more."

The words spoken resulted in gasps from the court as many thought they would never hear such a sentence. To have a district boss put to death was unheard of. To die by hanging was one of the worst deaths imaginable for any prominent member of the underworld. It was accepted that any with such prominence at least be given the honor of trial by combat going out fighting. Never before had one so high been brought so low.

At the news, Reynard did not feel so playful as was normal. All his flattery and deception were useless to him now. The judgment was delivered and couldn't be avoided. Grimbeert his cousin and many of his extended family and friends didn't have the heart to watch him die, and so took their leave of court.

The King considered the matter and noticed how many of his young subjects, who were closely aligned with Reynard, left weeping. He said this to himself: "Here I need to think again. Reynard is certainly a blatant rule breaker, but there're so many good mammals among his followers and supporters."

Then a grinning Tybalt the Wildcat spoke, "District boss Bruun and Isengrim: How slow you are! It's almost evening. There are plenty of of exits and places to hide hereabouts, and if Reynard escaped from us and were delivered from this danger, he likely would never be captured again. He's so wily and subtle, and he knows so many tricks! So will we hang him or not? Why are you all standing around… it'll be nighttime at the pace you are proceeding! Do you know where to lead the condemned?"

Isengrim the Wolf considered the matter and answered, "There is a gallows erected here in the next room."

But he sighed as he spoke, the wildcat noticed this and said, "Isengrim… you're afraid! Is this being done against your will? Don't you remember that Reynard worked tirelessly to put you and your allies to death by this same means? If you had any brains, you'd repay him, and not delay so long."

Isengrim was taken aback, "You're making too much of a fuss, Chief Adviser Tybalt. If we had a good halter fit for his neck and if it were strong enough, we'd soon put neck to noose."

Reynard, who hadn't said anything for some while, addressed Isengrim, "Shorten my agony, Tybalt owns a strong cord he had especially made for this task. He can climb well and moves quickly… let him pull on the cord and put it in place. Isengrim and Bruun, it's right that you should treat your nephew and fellow boss this way. I'm sorry that I live so long! Get on with the job… it's a sorry business that you're being so slow about it. Go ahead, Bruun, and lead me away. Isengrim: you follow us, and be on the lookout that I don't escape."

Bruun the Bear remarked in surprise, "What Reynard says is the best advice I can imagine."

So Isengrim immediately commanded his allies and friends to be certain that Reynard couldn't escape as he remarked, "He's wily and deceptive." They held him by the feet and head, so ensuring that he didn't give them the slip.

The Fox heard these words that concerned him so directly, addressing his mortal enemy, "Dear Uncle Isengrim, I feel you're going to too much trouble to inflict pain and damage on me. If I were so bold, I'd beg you to be merciful, even though my pain and sorrow is welcome to you. I well know that if your wife remembered old times and the decision was hers, she wouldn't permit harm of any kind to me. I'm wholly at your mercy to do with me now whatever you like. May God give you, Bruun and Tybalt, a horrible death if you don't inflict on me the worst you can. I know where I am going… one truly dies but once. In fact I wish I were already dead! I saw my mother die, and it was all over quickly."

"Let's get to it!" said Isengrim, "You're blaming us for working too long, so let's not delay any longer!"

The wolf advanced aggressively on one side, while Bruun stood on the other, and so they led Reynard to the next room to the newly constructed gallows. Tybert, who was still showing injuries from the trap two years prior, capered ahead of them and carried the special cord, excited that he was going to finally get even with The Fox."

Tybalt, Isengrim and Bruun went rapidly with Reynard to the appointed place where those disloyal to the crown and court were executed. King Nobel and Queen Fiere, and all the courtiers followed to watch Reynard's death.

Then Isengrim exclaimed, "Dear Bruun, think about your red head, which you got through Reynard's tricks. Now we can pay him back fair and square. Tybalt, you weigh the least. Climb up quickly and bind the rope tightly to the beam. Make a slip knot or a noose. You'll get your revenge on him today. Bruun, look to it that Reynard does not escape… hold him tight! I'll help you set up the ladder, so he can mount it."

Bruun roared in excitement, "Trust me! I'll hold him well!"

Reynard then said as he was led to his demise, "Now I'm really scared, because I see death coming and I can't see any escape. My lord the King, and dear fair Queen, and all of you who stand by to witness this: I ask but one concession before I take leave of this world, that I might be allowed to make a confession openly and recount my sins so clearly that my soul isn't burdened before I pass. I don't want anyone to be blamed afterwards for any of the wrongs, crimes against other districts and treason. My death will be more acceptable to me, and I ask that you each pray that God have mercy on my soul."

Isengrim saw that Tybalt had securely tied the cord, and pushed the Fox up the ladder to the platform. Bruun followed them closely keeping Reynard in his firm grasp lest he make any attempt to free himself. The wolf then grinned maliciously as he placed the noose around The Fox's neck, smiling wide as he tightened it around the neck of his mortal enemy.

Although it cost them all dearly, he and his allies had finally beaten The Fox. They could now fully control the court with no one the wiser. They would have free reign to profit from the enslavement and exploitation of children and innocents. The huge debts they had accumulated would disappear once they expanded operations full-scale making their past efforts seem like a mere prelude to the true magnitude that was to come. No longer would their clients fear to visit their offerings as their punisher would now receive the ultimate punishment through their careful machinations. Yes, times ahead would truly be glorious for the wolf, the bear, the wildcat and all their many allies.

The wolf then looked to the King for the signal, reading himself to toss his enemy from the platform and watch him jerk and twitch as he was strangled by the noose tightly secured around The Fox's neck. Even now he could hear the sounds of coughing and choking. They would be as a symphony to his ears.

He then grinned with malice and revenge as he pushed Reynard the Fox, his mortal enemy, to his death.

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Final Author Notes for the Chapter:

Where to begin? There is so much going on in this chapter it is overwhelming.

First of all, the sequence of events from the original legend were changed for numerous reasons, but primarily to allow for several events to occur during the two years since the last Nobel Celebration. In the original legend none of the massive 14 page trial and brilliant defense by Reynard even existed. Instead The Fox was found guilty and sentenced to hang until death just as this chapter ends. I suppose my Reynard was so brilliant he deserved a two year reprieve.

Also the deaths of Cuwaert and Bellin do not occur until a good bit after the point where we end in this chapter in the original. But I preferred fitting them in during the lead up to Reynard finally embracing his nature and rescuing the huge number of helpless victims of Isengrim and his allies.

In the original legend, Cuwaert's death is a mere couple of lines, but in my Reynard's story, it offered a chance to look back and see a glimpse of what really happened to poor Aza during her stay at The Dungeon. I always wanted to examine her story from multiple perspectives and this afforded me that opportunity. Originally Reynard would be the instrument of Cuwaert's demise just as he was in the original. But as it was being written, it just felt right that Aza be the one to seek revenge on the hare, as she was the one most wronged by his actions (Other than Rachel of course… but her best friend is not a killer… and had fully gotten over what had happened unlike Aza). It also gave us a chance to see how truly well suited she is as the one true love of Reynard. No other female could ever be so perfectly matched given her circumstances and fortitude. She is the sweet loving mother as well as the vicious red demon.

An interesting side note: Originally Aza was not supposed to be Hermeline. She was supposed to be a young girl Reynard met and had a romantic relationship with as a youth. He was not supposed to meet his wife until much later. She was supposed to be a reporter from the Zootopian Times who was doing a story on the gangs and underworld of Zootopia. She was caught snooping around Reynard's district, and taken to him to decide what to do with her. There The Fox would see something in the young vixen reporter and agree to allow her to do a story on him. While doing the story they would find they were well suited for each other. But as much goes in my work, the characters and story have control, and I am helpless but to accede to their demands. As soon as Reynard met Aza in The Dungeon he knew she was 'The One' and nothing I could say would change his mind. The Fox told me to go write some other mammal's story if I didn't like it. Well I had to creatively make it fit and changed her name to Hermeline Azadel in order to fit the legend. This seemed to meet with Reynard's approval as long as she was still Aza to him. The other problem was both foxes were far too young with her being 14 and him 16. So I had to add a long platonic courtship of two years, the minimum time I could think to allow. Again Reynard was fine with this as he wanted to have the extra time to get to know his true love, and time for her to know the real him.

The whole story of the Dirty Doe came from Cuwaert's story and interrogation. The hare's wife was never mentioned in the original legend. Originally it was supposed to be a short scene where Reynard confronted her and gave her his special unique method of execution. But The Fox told me that he would never do something like that without his wife's full consent and participation. The same was the case with Isengrim's wife Arswind. Reynard told me if I expected him to blind Isengrim's children by pissing in their eyes, and then raping Arswind as in the original legend, I was fucking crazy. Once again I acceded to his demands and adapted it to fit my Reynard. So the scene was expanded to take place at Maupetuis and involve the full family. And as how such things go, a short cutaway scene turned into a 5300 word beast. The scene was also never supposed to have so much sex nor be so graphic in nature. But while writing, the Dirty Doe lived up to her moniker and acted accordingly. Sometimes the characters have to be allowed to act to their natures, and as an author you have to give them that freedom and hope for the best. I have let Nick loose to act within his nature many times, and it has led to an enormous amount of work to deal with trying to clean up his messes. The whole scene with the two Lopps cousins and Finley Fuzzbottom were never supposed to exist. There were numerous instances of other scenes as well that were a direct result of Nick letting his full foxy nature loose.

The whole story with Bellin was reasonably closely adapted to the original, except in the original the ram merely jointly claimed credit with Reynard for letters written to the King and returned in a pouch The Fox was given. Now how an entire hare's head is fit into a simple letter pouch, or how it didn't drip blood and guts all over and stink is beyond me. But apparently those creating the legend did not think of such things. But realize that in the original this even takes place well into the future when Reynard is taking a pilgrimage to Rome. So the King is supposed to get angry at Reynard and condemn Bellin for even being associated with him. In my adaptation, due to the sequence of events, all the blame had to be placed on Bellin.

In the original legend, the King orders all the descendants of the ram to be forfeit to the wolf's own lineage until the end of days whenever they may be found. It was a clever way of explaining why wolves hunt sheep. Obviously this made no sense in Zootopia, so I had to settle for offering Bellin's family to Isengrim as compensation. The reason they were given to Isengrim in the original was due to a harm Reynard had done to the wolf in the King's name. So the King sought to make up for this because the ram had supposedly acted in league with Reynard. Fortunately in my version, the close relationship between Cuwaert and Isengrim was established in the hare's story to Reynard, and it made sense that he be compensated for the loss of his dear friend by the one who had supposedly done this harm.

Crimson came about from pictures from the original legend which suggested Reynard and Hermeline had five kits instead of four. The exact number and detail of the kits does vary a lot from different sources. Because the kits really don't have much of a role to play (the same is true for Hermeline) in the original, not much detail is given on them. However in this Reynard's story the kits do have a significant role to play. And Aza (Hermeline) becomes a major character and equal partner with Reynard. But regarding Crimson, he initially was added to create a fifth kit to match the particular version of the original legend I am using. But he has become a very unique and unusual child, and now looks to play a significant role in the rest of Reynard's story.

Grimbeert's betrayal and treachery was never in the original legend. However in some versions, the King does demand the badger bring Reynard to court or suffer his fate. Now this typically occurs earlier, but this inspired the ultimatum by the King. I hope that I was able to at least do enough to allow the reader to sympathize with the badger's situation. He was in desperate straits and did the only thing he could possibly think of to force Reynard to come to court to face the King and the court's justice. He really felt he had no options at that point as everything he had worked for his whole life would have been destroyed one way or another if he did not force Reynard's paw.

The scene during Grimbeert's attempt to convince Reynard to come to court where Reynard asked Aza if they should flee to the south was a close approximation to a similar scene from the original legend. It took place later than the events of the chapter near to the scene with Cuwaert. However in the original Reynard was talking of going overseas on a pilgrimage to Rome which obviously made no sense in this story. So I adapted parts of the conversation so it all made sense.

The final scene with the King, Reynard's enemies, and the hanging was as close to the original as possible as it is the key scene in every adaptation of Reynard. There appears to be some rule where you must have a scene with Reynard having a noose around his neck condemned to die by hanging. It is in every serious adaptation, or even lighthearted kids movie adaptation believe it or not. It is probably one of many reasons Disney finally decided to give up trying to adapt the Reynard legend after many years of failed attempts. They did later create the fox protagonist from Disney's Robin Hood loosely based on Reynard however. The true Reynard is an antihero and is dark and brutal. He really doesn't make for a family friendly figure as his tale is fraught with brutality, violence, death and maliciousness. The recent kids movie adaptation was pretty much a silly slapstick humor type thing. But even it did have the key players, Tybalt, Isengrim and Bruun, as well as Reynard's ally the Queen, Hermeline and a couple of his kits, and the hanging scene. But instead of being a masterful manipulator as was Reynard from the original legend, the cartoon Reynard used silly slapstick actions to get out much of his jams much like a Looney Tunes episode.

Anyway I hope these notes give you some appreciation of all that went into trying to make this adaptation work. Because of how closely linked the last two chapters were to the original legend, it made it much more difficult and time consuming to write. I really wanted to keep as much of the original legend in my adaption as possible. This is not easy with something written for a world 600-1100 years in the past which is vastly different than our modern society. The late 1980's is a strange place for a fox born of the middle Medieval Period in history when much of the world where the legend was born revolved around the Catholic church.