Zootopia Fanfiction: A Krysten tale

I grew up in the city. A neighborhood where there was hustlers, stealers, everyone who already broke the law lived in there. My family was the third fox family to have a house in this dark corner of the city.

I am the seventh generation of hustler in my family. We generally make out a living by doing unhonest things. Each of us had a "talent", might I say.

I had the talent of hustling people. Lying was one of my favorite hobbies.
'Till one day, when a bunny showed up.