Zootopia Shakira Novels & Stories

The sunset covered the sky in a warm, beautiful, but heartbreakingly sad gold. No one spoke until another message appeared. Pedro the Parrot: [It’s bad! The humans have found him! They’re coming with guns!] Every animal in the zoo froze, hearts pounding as they all turned their eyes toward the eastern hill.

At the end of the day, they did not even ask for proof, and my vote count began to drop at a very rapid rate, but I just smiled. “That is nonsense; I can testify that Eliza did not plagiarise your lyrics!” Shakira shouted angrily while Bianca also stood up, and I gave Shakira a look, asking her to calm down. “What was the inspiration behind those lyrics, Sharon?” I asked her. “My dead aunty” “When did you write it?” "Uhm, in the rehearsal rooms.” “When did I steal it?” I asked again.

[You need to shake off their suspicions like you did in the previous world. "What? Can't I have a bad day without being policed like I'm some criminal?” Zira snapped. “You said it's a good change but don't expect this to last." Zira turned on her heels and stalked off while grumbling, "I'm joining the other omegas. I want to get this whole Blood Moon Night over and done with." [Hector still has his eye on you.] /Got it./

He let out a loud roar as his leg hadn’t grown back fully, but he got up, trying to run behind his mate. “I swear I am going to kill that stupid bitch! What the fuck was she thinking, we had a fucking plan, but now she is going to die, trying to be a fucking superhero.” Shawna said, as she ran back into the opening shooting another missile at the Leviathan’s leg. She wanted to at least give Trixie a head start, the Leviathan turned too late and the missile hit his leg again. He roared in pain, and anger; he turned and blew flames at Shawna. Tavie ran and tackled Shawna before the flames could touch her.

Charges of sparking electric currents ran through her red hair. “You’re not the best! You have no control over your powers! You are basically too much for me!” Kieth snapped. Zosha’s eyes beaded with teardrops. “Not again!” Kieth grunted, rolling his eyes. I peered at Zosha, barely keeping my astonishment. Zosha was a shapeshifting cat. I couldn’t believe I was standing beside one. I had only heard rumors about them in the earthly realm. They were considered a myth there.

She muttered something under her breath but didn’t push further. A howl rose behind us—long and sharp. The scouts had found our trail again. “Run,” I said. She didn’t argue this time. We sprinted through the dark, branches whipping at our faces. I stayed ahead, clearing the path, but Selene was fast—faster than I expected. The ground trembled suddenly, a low rumble under our feet. I looked back. “Was that you?” Her eyes were wide. “I didn’t mean to.”