Zootopia: Snowfall (CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN)

Chapter 1

Wilde Children: A Zootopia Series!

AN: Hey guys! I was inspired by a bunch of Zootopia writers to write my own story. This is my first Zootopia story and I haven't seen the movie yet, so Judy and Nick might be out of character. Sorry. Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

"Wake up, Snow! It's the last day of school!" My little brother, Thumper, says from outside my door.

Well, at least I think it's Thumper. I have two other brothers, and it's way to early for me to fully think straight. For all I know it could have been my three other sisters.

Yep. Three younger brothers, and three younger sisters. Six younger siblings all together. Counting me makes seven children. Seven adopted children. Five foxes and two rabbits. The other four foxes are quadruplets. They are all from the same litter, which means they are the only ones out of the seven kids that are related. The two bunnies aren't related to each other, and I'm not related to any of the other foxes, and obviously not the bunnies either. The Quadruplets are the only blood related siblings.

I've always known I was adopted. Okay, that's a lie. I was three when my parents adopted the Fox Quadruplets. I didn't understand anything about sexual reproduction, or where babies came from. I was only three for God's sake!

I had thought that my mother, who is a rabbit, had given birth to the four foxes. I had thought that she had given birth to me.

I was too young to realize the differences between us. I was too young to understand that I was an Arctic Fox and she was a rabbit. I was too young to understand that it was impossible for her to be my biological mother.

It wasn't until I was six, and the Quads three that my parents decided to adopt a baby rabbit. My brother, Thumper.

I was still not aware that they had adopted him. I was six years old and had other things going on in my mind. So I thought my mom legitimately given birth to this one too. I mean he looked like mom!

I saw the similarities Thumper shared with my mother, and how he didn't share anything with my dad. He didn't look like my dad AT ALL!

After that I began to notice a lot of things. The Quads were red and looked like my father, but shared no similarities of my mother.

And me? I didn't look like either of them. I was a fox like my dad, but I had white fur and he had red.

A few months after I had come to the realization that I was different from my other family members, an upperclassmen from school, some 2nd grader, made the same realization. After 10 years I can still remember our conversation on the swing set.

"I saw you the other day," he had said, a bear cub I believe he was. All I knew was that he was a big ball of brown fur. Yeah, he was definitely a bear cub.

"You were at the store with that Rabbit lady. Who was she? A family friend or something?"

I remember looking at him in confusion. "Um...no. She's my mom."

The bear cub looked confused too. "Your mother? No she's not! You're a fox and she's a rabbit. And that male fox that was with you is certainly not your father. You're an arctic fox and he's not!"

Before I could reply, I heard a person call out my name from behind.

"Hey, snowball."

I look behind my shoulder and see my dad behind the fence. My four fox siblings were in their 4-seat stroller and Thumper was strapped to his chest. All of them fast asleep.

"Daddy!" I had cheered with joyed and jumped off the swing to greet him.

"What are you doing here?" I had asked as I leaned against the fence that separated us.