That," Judy Hops breathed, "was a close one."

"Sure was Carrots," Nick Wilde replied as he wiped the sweat from his brow and fingered the hole in his sun glasses where a lenses had once been. "I'm gonna need a new pair of these though."

Judy shrugged her shoulders, "I never liked them anyway."

Nick brought his hand to his chest in mock pain and learned over dramatically. "Officer, please, you wound me. These," he said pointing to his broken glasses, "are a very important piece of eye wear. They're a part of my charm."

"Your charm is a part of your charm but that's besides the point. Whoever darted that cheetah and made him go savage on us is really important. Any thoughts?"

"Here," he said grabbing a paper cup filled with coffee from beverage cart setup up by the ZPD. He only took one sip from it before his bunny cop partner reached up and took it from his paws. He eyed the cup and then her as she took a sip herself and wiped her furry paw across her lips.

"Thank you Nick," she said appreciatively, handing it back to him. "I really need that after trying out run and out maneuver a cheetah but that still doesn't answer my question."

Nick stared down at the cup for a few moments, shrugged his shoulders and then started drinking from it again. "Actually, I did Carrots, you just weren't listening."

"What," she said, her ears perking up, "no you didn't, say it again."

He took another sip and drew his next word out for effect. "Heeeere."

"What? No I don't want anymore coffee, I want to find the culprit who trying to finish what Bellwether started."

"Ah, I wasn't offering you coffee, I never do actually, you just always take it and I mean the perp who did this is still, here. All of the roads in and out of the Rainforest District were closed down before the first shot was fired so its needless to say, he or she hasn't left the area yet."

"Hmm, needless to say but you said it anyway," Judy mumbled under her breath and Nick reached out playfully, tapping her nose.

"That's because you always make me say. Speaking of that, there's something I have to tell you."

"What?" Judy ask as she kept a listening ear out for the suspect.

"Later," Nick said dismissively and then quickly downed the contents of his cup before crushing the paper with his paw and tossing it on the cart behind him. "Right, now lets get this guy off the streets before he finds his next target."

"Gotcha, lets go."

"Wait," said Chief Bogo, "take this with you, just in case." He held a leather and metal muzzle in his outstretched hoove and Officer Hops hesitated as she watched Nick tense.

"Sir, ah, thank you, we," she eyed Wilde and then looked back at their commanding officer, "wont be needing that."

"Nonsense Hops, if another animal goes savage and you don't have a muzzle, there's a good chance that he'll have dinner."

"Sir I," Nick placed a reassuring paw on her shoulder and she turned her head to look at him.

"Its ok Carrots," he whispered, barely moving his lips, "I trust you." Then he looked at the chief, "thank you sir," he said taking it into his paw and latching the back of it, "you're right, you just never know when someone will go feral on ya and we don't want bunny burgers on the menu."

"Or fox fries," she added, crossing her arms and poking her hip out. Nick secretly smiled but hid it well as he stared down at his bunny cop partner. He loved when she was being a little sassy.

"Not so Carrots," he said raising a knowing paw, " I'm a predator, remember." He growled down at her and brought his snout menacing close to her face but she playfully swatted it away.

"Come on Mr. Predator, let's go," Judy said as she started walking and he followed behind her. Then he turned and shrugged his shoulders at Chief Bogo.

"Cant say I didn't warn her," he called out and then swivel back around, shoving his paws into his uniform pant pockets.