Zootopia: Snowfall (CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN)

Chapter 14

"Hello Snow."

Obviously since my mouth is closed shut with the muzzle I couldn't say anything. I didn't even bother to growl. I merely glared at the giant devil.

Hello One-eyed Willie.

"I can see you've been causing my animals some problems," He continued, casually.

I rolled my eyes and managed to growl this time.

Oh really? It feels like the other way around for me.

"Anyway," his tone went serious, "I'm not here to talk about your misbehavior. I'm here to talk about what I plan to do with you."

He pauses to catch my reaction, and continues when he realizes that all he's gonna get are death glares.

"I've been thinking long and hard on whether I should make you my weapon or use you for ransom. And then I thought? Well, why can't I do both? There are so many ways my plan can work out, but there are also many ways it could end badly."

Like you in prison? That sounds pretty good to me.

"And in case you were wondering, no. You're not going to be killing anyone. Not yet at least. You see, once you start your training in a few minutes, you're going to learn to hunt your victims."

Hunt?

He smirked when he saw my reaction. "What? Are you not familiar with the word? It's something you predators used to do all the time before civilization came to be. Hunting. What a savage thing for savages to do."

I knew that growling at him wasn't going to make a difference on my part, but there was nothing else I could do.

I'm not a savage!

Mr. Small chuckled, satisfied at the reaction I was giving him. "I'd watch your anger, Wilde. You might get...quite a shocking result."

I hadn't noticed that Hank was in the room until he burst into laughter, causing me to jump, and Mr. Small to become annoyed.

"That's a good one, sir!" Hank said, looking at his boss, but then widens his eyes when he noticed the threatening look Mr. Small was giving him. "S-Sorry sir."

Mr. Small ignores him and points to Warren. "You! Take her outside to the barn so she can start her training. I know she won't participate at first, but she'll give in eventually. I know how much her family means to her." My dad was always the most smug one in my family, but now I think I found someone who could give him a run for his money.

"Yes, sir," Warren said, coming to the side of the chair to grab my arm and lift me out of the seat.

I have a lot to say, but even without this muzzle I don't think I'd have to strength to even speak a word.

They're taking me to a barn, which means I'm going outside! Never have I ever been more excited about being outside. However, the only reason I'm going out is so I can train. I'm hoping I'll find a way to escape. I know I can't go past the fence, but there's got to be another way.

There's always a way.

Warren didn't carry me to the barn like he had earlier. Instead I had to sorta waddle like a penguin, and with Warren practically dragging me I stumbled a lot.

Once we were out of the house, I winced and squinted my eyes due to the brightness of the sun. When my eyes adjusted I saw that we were far out on the middle of nowhere. We're far out in the country with nothing but trees upon trees upon trees to see. There were no other homes in sight.