Zootopia. The only city in Animalia that is home to both predator and prey. This very fact led them to the greatest technology and the greatest tragedies; instincts have abated little from the time of savagery; as minutes of uninterrupted contact pass between predator and prey, even with a reasonable distance, both grow more unstable. Eventually, one of them could go savage at a wrong twitch.
What will become of the unlikely duo now that they solved the Nighthowler case? Can they even find common ground after the unspeakable events inside the pit? Could there perhaps be a 'them'?
Interspecies relationships? As long as they are in the same order, fine. However, no mammal even dreamed of a predator/prey relationship; it would be a nightmare, a death wish.
Will Nick and Judy shake society's beliefs to the very core, or will they only further solidify the status quo? Will Nick learn how to date prey, and will Judy learn how: To Date A Predator?
Set after Zootopia (1). All significant events happened, but some are framed differently.
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He wasn't exactly sure how they had ended up like this
Well, that wasn't true; he had a very clear memory of every moment that had taken him from point A to point B, and no doubt those memories would haunt him for some time to come. But that didn't mean he fully understood why he had his partner pressed against a tree in the Rainforest District, both of her legs hiked up with her paws resting on his thighs to compensate for their height difference as his paw slipped past the now unbuckled waist of her standard issue ZPD slacks. He was obviously as insane as she was, something that he continually tried to convince himself of when his fingers wedged and squirmed their way into her briefs. He almost managed to stop himself, almost managed to think for a moment before the adorable bunny chirred her approval and arched her hips and completed the motion for him. He was dumbfounded when his palm cupped over a heat that he had never felt from a vixen before, and perhaps even more dumbfounded when his middle digit pressed inward all too willingly until he felt that same wet heat wrap around it. This drew a sound he had never heard from from his partner and best friend, sort of a high pitched whimper/cry as her small paws dug into the front of his uniform. Tiny claws gripped and pulled him towards her so hard that he almost slammed his muzzle into the tree he used to prevent them from falling