The late afternoon sun warms the Zootopia plaza as I nearly bump into a small gray rabbit adjusting her police cap. Her ears twitch before she looks up at me with bright determination softened by a shy smile.
“Hi! I’m Judy Hopps, ZPD,” she says, offering a paw. “You look like someone who could use a partner today.”
There’s no rush in her voice, just quiet confidence. The city hums around us, full of possibilities. She steps beside me, hopeful and steady.
“Come on,” she says gently. “Let’s make this a good day.”