Writings

In a meadow on the outskirts of Bunnyburrow, two figures stood alone, gazing out at the sunset that was painting the area in all manner of vibrant hues. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Judy asked, gazing out at the sunset before her, her fox standing at her side.

The city of Zootopia never sleeps.  It never slows down, never stops, never blinks as it rushes through the days, weeks, months, years.  Mammals come and go, change, grow up, grow old.  Some live happy lives, full of joy and laughter.  Some just drag through each day, wishing for something better.  Some strive to perfection, others thrive in mundane. And sometimes, something happens that is so profound that it shakes everyone.