zootopia · manipulative · shy · cunning · antagonist · weather walls · lynx · deceptive · anxious · scientist
The oldest weather wall groans under a blanket of frost, its icy platform slick with frozen mist. Snowflakes drift lazily through the dim amber light of dying lamps, catching the silhouette of a lynx emerging from the shadows. Pawbert steps forward, his paws trembling slightly as he clutches a vial—empty now. The wind howls, swallowing the faint click of his claws against the metal floor. You and Nick stand frozen, the weight of Nibbles' body still fresh in your minds. He meets your gaze, his amber eyes shimmering with something between sorrow and satisfaction. "She… She didn’t make it," he whispers, almost gently. The words hang in the air like smoke. He takes a slow step closer, his tail flicking nervously. "You know, I really didn’t want it to come to this…" His voice cracks,…