Zootopia: Prey Vs. Preds

Bunnyburrows: ZAMRT.

General (POV)

On a hill top a mile away from Bunnyburrows there was a cloaked figure laid on the top. Binoculars in their paws, they studied the scene before them. The aftermath of the battle between Beute troops was still visible. The blood of the fallen staining the long grass that was trampled and flatten. Bodies were still visible on the battle field, and the glint of the sun bouncing off metal happened every once and a while as weapons and armor were taken.

"You fucked up big time, Schaf." the figure spoke. "Gotta report this to the praetor."

Slowly the figure stood into a crouch and moved back from the hill. Once behind the hill they stood and walked towards a small camp, a sleeping bag, a campfire and an ATV, a quarter mile away from the hill. Once they reached the camp they moved straight for the ATV. Digging into the storage in the back and pulling out a military grade satellite phone. They quickly turned it on, dialed a number, and waited for someone to pick up.

"Hello?" a deep, gruff voice answered the phone.

"This is Sicarius Fenir." the figure said. "I wish to speak with the Praetor."

"She's busy." the voice said an annoyed tone in their voice. "I'll give her your message."

"No." the figure said shaking their head. "This is for her ears only."

"Well I'm sorry bu-" a second voice could be heard in the background. This one was higher pitched and sounded more feminine. "Its nothing ma'am just some guy claiming to be a Sicarius...Fenir....very well."

"Niklas is this you?" a famine voice asked over the phone.

"Yes praetor." Niklas said. "I'm reporting from Bunnyburrows."

"What news do you have?" the Praetor asked.

"The Burrows might join us." Niklas said studying his surrounding

"Is that so?"

"Yes praetor." their hood being blown off a strong breeze. The weather beaten face of a face was revealed. Their fur was a deep orange with black fur surrounding their snout and the his of his ears. Their eyes were a deep brown and were filled with caution and intelligence. "The beute attacked their own village. They are more than likely to join now."

"I will tell videte Gardens about this. Meet her at her house sometime today."

"Yes ma'am. Sicarius Fenir out." with that said Niklas Fenir ended his call. "Gardens. Its been a while, wonder if she still wants me dead."

In no rush Niklas packed up the majority of his camp. Leaving only his bed roll out, lazily he played down and closed his eyes. The sun was now at its peak and was shining brightly down on the Burrows, shining directly in to his face. Niklas lazily pulled his hood up and over his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep.
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(Nick POV)

"Are you okay?" was the first thing I heard when I got back to the house and it was asked by Judy. Not surprised.

"Just got a scratch here." I replied pointing to my left eyebrow. "Other than that I'm fine."

"What happened?" the gazelle asked looking down at Zoey.

"The army we fought was a royal beute task force." I heard her reply, a defeated tone in her voice. "And they only take orders from the Führer herself."

"Führer?" I asked. What the hell was that?

"Its like your Elder but..." Zoey paused most lickely trying to find the right word.