LUPIS GLORIA ROMANI
By Dan 1966 and Ademi
(cub/cub, adult/cub, rape, gay sex, vore, gore, torture, slavery)

Rated Quad X (And you think Caligula was bad?)

Based off of Harmarist and Kittaness Sheath and Knife Comics and Disney’s Zootopia (c) 2016

Note: This fan fiction occurs in the Sheath and Knife story arc before the first comic when Alex is 10 and Will 16. They both live with their parents Harold and Valerie Gray in Zootopia on the boarder between the Forrest and Meadow Districts.

Legal stuff: This fan fiction is for fan enjoyment only. No monetary gain desired, sought nor wanted by the writers. Any wishes, requests or opinions of the creators of these characters will always be respected.

From the Author: I blame Ademi for “cooking” this one up, you know what I’m talking about Ademi. Thanks for bringing up the subject of ancient torture...”I wonder how the Roman’s sacrificed goats?” hence this little collaboration of ours. So long story short, I decided to make this another Alex and Will fan fiction based off an old Brady Bunch episode where Bobby Brady idolized Jessie James till he found out what a blood thirsty murderer he was in real life. Alex is going through the same fixation with his ancestor worship of Zootopia’s middle age empire, the Lupinian Romans. As always it’s older brother Will that fills the blanks and “zip, bang,boom” He and Alex end up as Characters in part of the history of their ancestors...Juicy sexy tid bits included. As always...my fanfics follow a Tom Clancy style with location, time and date stamps separating scenes and actions. 

Chapter 1

Zootopia
Route 394 towards Haymarket, Meadowlands
July 17, 2020

       Will was giddy as he could be. His new driver’s license in his pocket, the music blaring around the car...his car! Well...it had been his parents car but he wasn’t complaining. It might be and older Prius but his parents always took good care of it. When his mother dropped the keys in his paws, he almost cried. Dad of course wasn’t going to let it all be a gift. “Son? You’re going to show your responsibility by paying for the insurance. That way you won’t get stupid like most mid-lings your age.” Oh how swift Mom reminded Dad of the wrecks and tickets he had at 16. “And you were the epitamy of safe driving Harold?”

      Will turned off the highway and drove through the spread out residential district. Looking at his watch he gave out a little sigh...It was almost Alex’s tutoring time. Mom and Dad were off again chasing their careers, Valarie a legal-mammal for a law firm downtown in “Central Zoop”, which sometimes required her to stay in the city during large cases, and Harold working a long distance job as a welder/diver for PENZOIL (Peninsula Zootopia Oil) which left Will to care for his little brother Alexander.

      Was Alex a drag on his life? Will didn’t think so. Perhaps other wolves his age would look for any way to ditch their annoying “little ear pullers” but not Will. He adored Alex from the day he was born. Having the responsibility to watch over him had awesome side benefits like being able to just go into the city without having to “wear a leash and chain” restriction. Will could spend all weekend downtown by himself since he turned 13 and his parents never batted an eye over it because he was so responsible and obedient. 

      But honestly...Will couldn’t think of not having Alex on his hip. They still slept together, showered together and got in trouble together...like the time they set fire to the wood lot by the house when Will tried to teach Alex how to start a camp fire. Mom found them sitting in the tub in dirt black water trying to get all the evidence of their misdeed out. She couldn’t discipline them because they looked so cute together…

Harold, of course, beat their butts.

       Will pulled into the driveway of the house and got out to get some bags from the trunk of the car when he heard noises coming from the back yard…

      “Clang! Clang! WHAP! “Oh you dick head!” Whap!Clang! Clang! “HAH! NAILED YOU OFF THE HEAD ALEX!” Clang! Clang!...”

       Will cocked his head as he walked up to the wooden fence and peaked over. He saw Alex and a friend of his with trash can lids and nerf clubs beating the snot out of each other….in their underwear?

      “HEY YOU CUBS?!” Will yelled loud enough to get Alex and his goat friend Ademi to drop their make shift shields and clubs. “What are you two doing in your underpants with our trashcan lids?” Will huffed as he came through the fence gate.

      “Hey!” Alex yelped. “This is a pay event!”

       “Depends on what I’m paying for.” Will snickered as he walked up. “Wanna explain what you and your pal are doing in the back yard almost naked? Alex?”

       Ademi the ten year old goat boy replied..."We are preparing for our future careers as politicians?" He then smacked Alex in the side of the head with his nerf club...”Veto over ruled dufus!”

     Alex growled and tackled Ademi to the ground! “I got your dufus between my legs gruffy! (Gruffy = Billy Goats Gruff) ” He yelped until Will came up and pulled Alex off the ground by his arm pits…

    “You two get back in the house and get your clothes on. It’s almost time for Alex’s tutoring hour.” Will dropped Alex onto his feet and patted his butt. “Get! Shoo! And what exactly were you guys doing with the trash can lids anyway?”

    “Playing gladiators.” Ademi said as he followed Will.

     Will giggled….”Gladiators didn’t wear chipmunk underoos there kid.”

     Alex turned around and girated his hips...”Yeah...Transformers are cooler.”

       Will pointed a paw finger...”You! Ademi! Clothes now!” The Mid-ling Wolf barked. The two cubs ran for Alex’s room but before Alex went through his door he dropped his underwear to his knees and sang out…

     “I’m….too sexy for my shorts! Too sexy for my shorts!...”

      “ALEX! GET DRESSED!” Will snapped! He then laughed himself silly watching Alex flop over his underpants onto the floor! “Wonderful exit there ace!”
Will yelped.

      “Oh bite me Will!” Alex replied.

      Moments later….Ademi and Alex came out to Will who was gesturing to the kitchen table….”Who wants cake and ice cream?” That’s all he needed to cause a near pile up as Ademi and Alex raced into the table…

     “Shoot!” Will yelped as he grabbed the dishes...”Maybe giving you two much sugar is too dangerous?”

      Will gave the cubs their plates...”Ademi? If you want to stay, that’s fine. Pick the subject Alex?”

      “Duh…..Rome…..hello?” Alex replied.

      “Yeah….Gladiators!” Adeni said nodding.

      Alex pointed a paw finger...”Will’s like super smart on everything. He taught our Dad how to use a smart phone because he was so clueless.”

     “I’m not “Ein-Shrew” Alex.” Will said.

     “Do we really want to learn about Gladiators?” Alex yelped. “Why not about the legions? Maybe we can get tips for kicking butt on our game?”

      Ademi replied. “Did you order the new one?”

     “Yeah I did! From Paw-a-Zon. Should be here like today or tomorrow, can’t wait to beat the snot out of some elephants!” Alex replied as he filled his face with big spoons of ice cream…

       Will asked Alex. “What kind of game is it?”

       “It’s called “RISE of ROME” and it’s awesome! You get to lead a legion of wolves and kick butt!”

        “And you get to run a Gladiator stable and train fighters for the arena!” Ademi said. “The more you win, the more money you make and the more awesome fighters you can collect. I hope to get Spartagira. He was a black panther who rebelled against Rome but he was such a super bad ass!”

        “What game do you guys have now?” Will asked.

         “We’re playing “Legions of Empire” but it’s sort of dull.” Ademi replied. “It wasn’t hard enough and we got super board quick.

          Alex nodded then looked at Will...”Yeah...so we wanna learn a little about the Roman Legions so we can use it in “RISE” to kick tails.”

         Will replied...”I’m not teaching you things to play video games Alex. What exactly are they teaching you guys at school about Rome?”

         Ademi replied...”Boring stuff. When they showed the battles and the gladiator fights on the monitors? That was the cool part!”

         Will thought for a moment. “Ok? Let’s test the two of you then, a short quiz.” Will sat back and cross his arms...”Who founded Rome?”

        Alex raised his paw...”That’s easy...Romulus! He’s a bad tail in the new game too. You have to hit fifty strait games without dying to get him.”

        “Alex? You’re missing someone else?” Will asked.

        “Remus the pussy?” Ademi jested. “Couldn’t even beat his own brother.”

        Will asked another question...”How did Romulus found room?”

         “He walked around till he walked into it.” Alex replied smartly.

        “That’s “Finding something” Alex. Stop being a little smart rump.” Will snorted at his giggling sibling. “Who made up the gladiators?”

        “Super bad tails.” Ademi yelped out. “They were like super sex magnets.”

        “Yeah! Females wrote about them all over the walls? Like this one female wolf who wrote...”I want to be the dripping bitch of Supercockulas.”

          Ademi and Alex laughed their butts off….obviously they weren’t trying to hard to take things seriously.

          Will asked again...”What about prey mammals? What did they do in Rome?”

         The two cubs shrugged at each other. Ademi replied...”Ate pizza?”

         “They were pains in the butt?” Alex yelped. “I dunno Will. Can we get back to the legions and how they fought?”

          “Who made up the legions?” Will asked.

          “Duh! Wolves!” Alex smarted back. “Gee Will? I thought you were smarter than me? 

           Will felt a little exasperated. “Ok...I’m gonna put off tutoring for today. You guys finish your ice cream and cake and put the dishes up. Ademi? It’s getting late so maybe you should check in with your parents?”

           Alex shrugged at Ademi as his brother walked off. “Gee….I didn’t mean to make him upset.” He said to Ademi who was busy finishing his cake and ice cream.

        “I do have to get home in a bit. My Dad’s probably got some things for me to do before bed.” Ademi aid as he got up and took Alex’s plate and his to the sink.

        “You comin’ over tomorrow?” Alex asked. “Will’s gonna be out again in the city for a while and the new game should be here too.”

         “Yeah!” Ademi replied as he walked by Alex and dropped a hoof hand over the ten year old wolf’s crotch. “How long is he gonna be gone?”

          Alex snickered. “Long enough.”

Alex’s Bedroom…

        Will skimmed through the history book he took from Alex’s school bag and “gruffed” a little as he looked at the pages on old Lupinian Rome. He saw nothing different. The textbooks hadn’t changed since he was in 5th Grade. Then again a lot had changed in the lives of cubs just in the last five years. Attention spans were noticeably shorter because most of them now were glued to small screens or was it all just Will’s age biases? After all...wasn’t he just as bad?

        He left Alex’s room and went into his own to grab his smart phone. Maybe this was the culprit? Five years ago you couldn’t play movies or games on smart phones now you couldn’t do anything without having one. Looking towards his room door, Will scrolled through his contacts and dialed one number of his grade school teacher…

      “Hello?” She answered.

       “Miss Florence?” Will said. “It’s William Gray.”

       “William! This is such a treat. How are you?” The female wolf said cheerfully.

       “I got my drivers license and a car and I was calling to set a date?” Will giggled.

       “Oh you little smart mouth.” Miss Florence huffed. “You know I still have the picture you drew and tried to hide from me?”

        Will yelped. “Oh my gawd! Please don’t tell me you showed your husband that one?”

       “She did.” Miss Florence’s husband replied. “Now that your 16, I can legally come over your house and kick your tail in. Trying to seduce my wife...you little snit.”

         “Oh shut it Andrew.” Miss Florence said. “William? It’s still the most adorable thing any student ever gave me.”

         Will chuckled and blushed under his fur...”I really miss you...you made school so fun. At least I think you did. But? I’ve got a question that maybe you can answer? I was looking at my brother’s teaching syllabus on Rome and it’s like lacking a lot of things I thought you taught us when I was his age.”

         “Well….there have been some changes since the “Savage scare” (see the background on Zootopia) and how pred and prey cubs are taught. With the access to information outside of school, the courses don’t have to be so extensive. Students can go elsewhere to get assignment information for book reports and quiz’ing.”

        Will sat on his bed. “But it was the same six years ago.” He replied. “We had the internet and “Pawtube” but you still found the time to tell us things about Rome that a lot of us didn’t know. I’m just afraid that my little brother’s getting steered in the wrong directions.”

        “You know William? You haven’t changed a bit since you were ten? You were my best student.” Miss Florence said.

         “That’s despite my attempts to seduce you?” Will giggled.

         “I’m serious William.” Miss Florence replied. “You’ve always been a walking information sponge. Just look at yourself? You’re different than Alex by far; you actually took what I taught you and went digging for more, like the day you brought so many books too class that your bag ripped? Alex isn’t you but that doesn’t mean he won’t be less curious.”

       Will thought...”Then how do I keep him interested? Right now with Rome he thinks the video games and this “Pawflicks” series called “ROME” is the real deal. He’s all into gladiators and legionaries.”

“Well?….” Miss Florence replied. “Go to Dan Canine dot com (Dan Carlin dot com) and check out his “Hardcore History” section.”

Will quickly scribbled the address...”Dan Canine...Hardcore History...”

     “Professor Carlin is from Zootopia University and he makes these pod casts and videos that are just awesome. He puts in just enough visual and audio triggers to get young cubs interested in history.” Miss Florence said. “Just to warn you though? He doesn’t call it “Hardcore” for nothing. He doesn’t pull punches with his descriptions so it’s going to be a little graphic.”

      Will snorted….”As if the games these cubs play aren’t graphic? I cringe every time my dad comes home with another “splat fest” game for Alex.”

      “You are without a doubt your mother’s son.” Miss Florence said. “And that’s a compliment William. And speaking of Dan Canine? He just finished re-doing his whole Rome podcast into a video series. Best of all for you? It won’t cost a ton of money. Mister Carlin does these for the love of history not the money.”

      Will replied. “Awesome! I’ll check it out. Thanks Miss Florence. Thanks a lot.” Will said as he wagged his tail wildly.

      “Is your tail wagging in gratitude their William or for something else?” Miss Florence joked.

       “What?!” He husband yelped. “Seducing my wife again!”

       Will quickly clicked off the phone. “He sounds as big as Dad! “Giggles” I won’t lie...she gave me so many “rockies” in class it wasn’t funny.” Will went to his lap top, typed in Dan Canine’s address and brought up the “Hardcore History” podcast and video series listing…

       “Hmmm….Lupis Gloria Romani, The Dark History of the Great Zootopian Middle Age, The Lupinin Roman Empire.” Will clicked on the book cover like picture title and checked out the eight part video series. “All this for only ten Zoo-bucks? Looks good.” Will started to purchase the series when Alex poked his head through the bed room door…

     “Is it safe to come in?” Alex asked. “You’re not looking at porn are you?”

     Will huffed back. “No...I don’t look at porn.”

     “What a liar.” Alex snickered back. “What are you doing big brother?”

      Will lowered his ears and softened his face...”You don’t know how I feel when you call me “big brother”.”

      “Sometimes Will? I think you’re a weirdo.” The wolf cub replied as he sat on the bed.

      “If you must know? I’m downloading a history series on Rome than you and I can sit and watch together.” Will replied.

       Alex interest was suddenly peaked as he got off the bed and walked up to Will’s desk. “Is there a lot of cool battles?”

       “I’ve watched a small preview and I think you’re going to be interested in it.” Will replied. “I’m gonna warn you though? This professor who puts these together? He spares nothing. It’s raw history stuff you don’t get in school. Probably “not fit” for the ears of an innocent and cute little wolf cub like you.” Will smiled and gave Alex a nose lick.

      Alex smacked Will off the shoulder. “Oh spare me?!” Alex huffed. “The snit is getting deep in here.”

     Will waved a finger...”You know Romulus founded Rome. You know he killed his own brother. Do you know how they came to be?”

     Alex shrugged. “They just came “poof”...that what it sounds like in class.”

    “Their mother was raped by a werewolf.” Will replied.

    “Seriously?” Alex asked.

    “That’s what the story says. The description of the beast certainly fits the werewolf description.” Will replied. “Then when they were born? Their mother threw them away to die.”

     Alex gasped...”Why?! It’s not their fault their mother got raped!”

     “Because she was promised as a bride to a prince and she had to remain a virgin for a year.” Will replied. “According to the story? She was gorgeous, the most beautiful female wolf in all the middle age. She threw her cubs away out of shame.”

       “That’s just absolutely wrong.” Alex said as he sat back on the bed. “So they grew up and kicked tail didn’t they?”

       Will smiled. “All of a sudden...”Boring!” became not so boring huh?”

        “No snit!” Alex yelped back. “Then the two brothers went on a rampage huh?”

       Will shook his head. “Nope….first they went on a gang rape. Kidnapped a lot of females from a big tribe and had an orgy.”

       Alex cocked his head. “What is this professor? A pervert?”

      “Told you he pulls no punches with history.” Will replied. “Let me download this series, cook dinner and then we’ll watch it together. What do you say?”

       “SWEET!” Alex yelped. “I’ll make the popcorn, nachos and the dips!”

        Will rubbed Alex’s head tuft. “I don’t know what’s exactly in the whole series? But I’m sure there’s going to be some stuff you wouldn’t want to talk about with Mom and Dad here so….watch what you say ok? Dad for sure will beat my tail raw if I was exposing you to any smut.”

       “ “Operation Prune dick” underway! You got it Captain!” Alex said with a salute. “Are we gonna watch it in the living room?”

       “Certainly not.” Will replied. “Get out the serving trays and we’ll watch it in my bed.”

      “Cool!” Alex yelp in reply.

Early Evening

       Alex came into Will’s bedroom dressed in his underoos and a pair of ankle socks, placed a serving tray over Will’s legs then climbed into the bed from the other side and snuggled against his big brother…

       “Go on? Turn the lights out Will?” Alex asked.

      Will reached for the controller, then stopped.” I’ve been thinking? Maybe this is going to be too brutal for your sensitive ears...”

      Alex yelped...”Gimme that flucken controller dork! Cheese...”Attack of the Rabid Gerbils III was brutal and you let me watch that!” He took the controller, switched off the lights and pressed the play button for the big wall monitor.

     “Ooooo….aggressive wolf!” Will snickered as he snapped his maw on the tip of Alex’s ear and shook his head!”

     “Will! Cut it out!” Alex yelped and whined as he pulled his ear away. “Quit it!”

     Will wrapped an arm around Alex, pulled him close and kissed him on his head. “Smootch”….”I love you little brother.”

     “Ok, you love me now shut up?” Alex replied. “Television….watch….mouth shut.” Alex snuggled against Will again...”And please don’t “Dick Dick comment” through the whole thing? Gawd I hate “Dick Dicks’!….Pocket antelope with annoying voices. Now if there was a species who should raped often? There you go!”

    “Glad you don’t talk like this when Mom and Dad are home.” Will snorted.

    “Shhhhh…..” Alex shooshed….”It’s starting!”

(The opening of Hardcore History)

“It’s history….The events…..The figures….The drama….The deep questions… It’s history….bold….brutal...without distillation...uncensored...unfiltered… hard core as hell…..this, is HARDCORE HISTORY with Professor Dan Canine.”

     Will and Alex watched as a Siberian wolf walked onto a decorated stage dressed in a ball cap, an unpressed shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He looked more at home in a factory than a university.

     “Hello...I’m a Professor of History at Zootopia University, my name is Daniel Kevin Canine or just plain “Dan Canine”. I want to welcome you to this series called Lupis Gloria Romani, The Dark History of the Great Zootopian Middle Age, The Lupinin Roman Empire.”

    “I’m sure all of us, certainly a great majority of us in Zootopia, lived through the “Savage scare” of five years ago. That short period of time for our city was quite a turmoil wasn’t it? If you were say….a deer or a bunny or an antelope or a Gazelle...it was quite traumatic. If you were a bear, a cougar, a lioness, a wolf or a weasel...it might have felt about the same or perhaps ten times worse.”

    “Please bear with me because this part is very relevant to what we’re going to talk about during this series.”

    Alex snorted softly….”Blah, blah...get to the fighting and hack n slashing...”

   “Alex? Shhhh….” Will shooshed. Dan Canine continued….

  “Let’s quickly review what the “Savage scare” was all about for those who may have been a little young at that time...”

   “Duh...” Alex huffed. “I was 5 years old and finger painting in Kindergarten.”

   “Just be patient and watch Alex?” Will said.

    “The “Savage Scare” was the result of former Assistant Mayor Dawn Bellweather. She’s a sheep, who tried to get the prey population of Zootopia to fear predators...like many of you and myself, by injecting several predators with juice from the Midnicampum holicithias or “Night Howler” weed. Miss Bellweather had been picked on all her life by larger Mammals, of course the majority of them were predators, she had tried in her words to “Bear up and suck it in” but it was former mayor Leo Lionheart who finally made her snap. Since that time, more information has been coming out about the once respected Mayor Lionheart and our current Mayor, Cesar Leo, may open an investigation into Lionhearts’ behavior soon. There’s even calls today for Dawn Bellweather to get executive clemency and some kind of apology. But back to the point. Remember this?”

     The screen shows a protest scene from Zootopia where Predators and Prey are at each other’s throats during a Gazelle appearance where she calls for peace. A lioness and a pig are screaming at each other…

“GO BACK FROM WHERE YOU CAME YOU FILTHY PREDATOR!”

“I’M FROM THE SAVANNA!”

“YOU’RE FROM HELL YOU FILTHY BITCH!

      A riot breaks out with Predators punching and hitting prey mammals, pray mammals biting and hitting predators, Zootopia Police trying to break the riot up. Dan Canine comes back on as the riot continues to play silently in the background...

    “Remember that? How about all of you who were in school? Remember how your friends got pulled out of class? How if you were a predator, you were put into a separate classroom? Were any of you called names by your friends? By their parents?

     Alex snuggled closer to Will...”I remember they put some of us in another room. Ademi’s mother said he couldn’t play with me any more, that she didn’t trust me”

     Will gave his little brother a kiss...”Yeah….same here. My Junior High teacher, Mister Bullmoose, said it was for our own protection because some parents were showing up with bats. I remember Henry Wallet (Lynx) pointing out the window of the room when a brick came through the glass….holy fluck.”

     “Not fun was it?” Dan Canine said as images of those days appeared on the screen behind him. “Of course it came to an end right? Dawn Bellweather was thrown in jail, Leo Lionheart was thrown out of office, Gazelle had that big celebration / forgiveness party...gawd bless her, she’s an angel….but did it really end? In some ways….maybe not? How many of you Predators ride the trains today and often see prey mammals going out of their way “not” to sit with you? What about these separation distinctions? Predator….prey? We still use those words to define different species…. Prey….. bunny….. predator…. Wolf….. prey…. sheep…..predator….lion. Despite the normality of every day life? The “Savage Scare” continues to affect our society. But it’s always been that way between these two separated groups of mammals. But since the end of the “Savage Scare” There seems to have grown in our city, in our society, an overzealous rush to sweep the history of why those distinctions exist at all. For a society...the destruction and cloaking of historical truths can be far more dangerous than we think.”

       “Take for example...the games we let our children play? Like this one. It’s called “The RISE of ROME.”

        Alex perked up….”Oh sweet! He’s gonna talk about RISE of ROME!”

       “Might not be what you expect….shhhhh….” Will said as he pointed to the monitor…

      A scene from the game played behind Dan Canine...”Here’s a battle scene. A legion of wolves against an army of elephants….except in reality it wasn’t like this. For one thing the legions were not all wolves. Lupinian Rome was founded by wolves but by the time it was 200 years old? Rome was a diverse predator-scape. It was the largest and most powerful collective of predators...in the known world!” 

     “Here’s another scene. A gladiator fight between a bunny and a panther. Just looks like sword play doesn’t it? A simple stab….and….the Panther goes down? That’s not accurate. More often than not? The bunny ended up dying and he’d be spread out all over the floor of the amphitheater...but not before being tortured, perhaps raped...so the crowd could get their fill of blood lust and cries from the tortured bunny.”

       Alex cringed...”That’s sick.”

       Will snuggled him...”Keep watching.”

      “There’s a lot of games our cubs play that don’t tell the truth. We’ve even gone out of our way in the past five years since the “Savage Scare” to “cloak the truth” about the history of Predators and Prey because we don’t want to “trigger” our young ones into an irrational fear of one another. We’ve even considered removing some monuments and re-arranging some exhibits at our museum of history to make them….less triggering. Among some of the history we seem to suddenly be afraid of...is what we call today the Middle Age of Zootopia.”

        “We all know that Zootopia has three separate ages…The “dumb age” for you younger folks where our ancestors walked on all fours and fucked each other like feral beasts...”

“Woe!” Alex yelped. “Should I really be watching this?!”

“Do you wanna leave?” Will asked.

“Fluck nooooo?” Alex replied. This guy is awesome!

       “Then came the Middle Age where, for reasons we try to explain through science, religion or conspiracy...and if you can prove that humans exist? Then please show your evidence and not some cheaply thrown together computer generated hoax like “Area 52, the Secret human autopsy”?”

Will huffed...”That was so flucken stupid. And Mammals bought it!”

Alex snickered back. “You had it on your lap top hypocrite.”

“Will you STOP getting on my laptop!” Will snapped.

“Learn how to set the password dumb tail.” Alex snorted back.

        “The Middle Age was dominated of course by the most powerful empire in the known world at that time, “Lupinian Roma” or “Rome of the Wolves” which came about by the rape of a beautiful she wolf by a werewolf...that’s what the legends say...there are obviously no werewolves in Zootopia though you’ve probably seen the famous “Running werewolf through the woods” eight millimeter film...another cheaply done hoax”.

Will snickered….”Garry and Larry. Those clowns.”

“Huh?” Alex asked.

“Garry and Larry from ZOE 200 FM radio? They did it as a promotional for their radio show years ago and someone threw it up on “Paw-Tube” and caused a viral sensation. You never saw the “Werewolf Chronicles”? that’s…..a stupid movie. Makes your face melt like “Raiders of the Lost Bark.”

          Dan Canine continued...”Our society benefited much from the ancient Lupinan Romans, we got our language from them, our letters, our numbers, some of our clothes, our architecture, some of our culture, our military. What wolf Marine you know does not take pride in saying that the Fleet Marines are descended from the Roman Legions?”

Will nodded...”Uncle Chance thinks he’s Cesar.”

Alex smirked….”Uncle Chance can kick dad’s butt.”

Will snickered. “Mom would kick both their butts.”

       Dan Canine continued...”Many a good thing came from Rome...and then there’s the bad. This is the part we seem to be in a rush to wipe from our public memory be it in video games...or in the classroom. As a professor of history...I am not in agreement in fact I’m livid that we’re trying to purposefully go out of our way to hide our history. To hide “the fact” that while the Middle Age of Zootopia was where mammals got the gifts of universal language, reason and rational thought, we were still beasts and more often than not...prey were still just prey and their lives were worth….nothing. Well….they were worth food, entertainment and labor but they were worth nothing. You can’t just sweep that history under the rug.”

      “A word of warning before we really begin this series...this is going to be a rough history lesson. Cubs should not watch this without an adult because like the title says….it’s going to be hardcore and graphic history not just about Rome but about the whole Predator / Prey relationship.  Hiding our history, running from the bad memories, changing history to “reduce the triggers” won’t solve the long and deep seeded fears prey mammals have and have had since the dawn of time. As a famous mammal once said...”Those who forget the past, are condemned to repeat it.” Keep in mind that five years ago….we almost did just that. That being said…”

      “Let’s begin with a simple question...do you have a friend that’s a deer? Maybe a sheep? Maybe a goat? Perhaps a co-worker who’s a pig? How much does your friend mean to you?

Will looked at Alex. “How much does Ademi mean to you Alex?”

Alex gestured with his paws stretched out. “Like….that much? He’s my best friend! We’ve been like friends forever? Duh….get to the sword swinging already.”

      “What if he wasn’t your friend any more? What if he was….your slave? What if you could make him do whatever you wanted and if he refused? You could beat him, whip him, break his arms or his legs? Maybe just because you got tired of him?….you could just cook him up for dinner and no one would care less?”

Alex twisted his face...”The slave thing might be fun. But I wouldn’t beat him up.”

Will gave Alex a lip lick...”But that goat meat might be tasty in a nice sauce?”

“Will!” Alex yelped. “Shut up! I’m watching the video you sicko!”

“Roasted Ademi on a skewer?” Will teased. “Oh come on kid? What Dad and Uncle do sometimes in the woods doesn’t excite you?”

    Alex yelped back. “You’re talking about my friend Will! Sick flucker! And stop licking your teeth….weirdo. Shhhhh….video? Shut up Will?”

Will answered back. “Gee….this is boring...let’s change the channel.”

Alex snarled….”I’ll pound you!”

“Good. I need to masturbate!” Will laughed back!

Alex crossed his arms and frowned...”You won’t be serious.”

“I’ll stop bugging you ok?” Will replied.

“Good….shoosh or I’ll bite your tail off.” Alex snorted.

Dan Canine continued...”If you were a predator in ancient Rome? Even if you fell into slavery and many predators did because if the Romans had a favorite past time? It was suing the hell out of each other. For every five prey slaves in the city of Rome at the height of Rome’s power, there were at least two predators who were slaves simply because they didn’t pay the light bill on time. You did catch that light bill quip didn’t you? There was of course no electricity in Rome in the Middle Age. If you were a predator under slavery? Your lot in life was much better than a prey mammal.

“If you were a deer or a moose or an elk or a goat? You were probably hitched to heavy carts, often by yourself, and worked from dawn to dusk until you broke a leg or you died. The healthy and dare I say “Meatier prey mammals” were often worked for a little bit then dragged off to be killed for the meat markets.”

“If you were a young deer fawn or a goat boy or a pigglet? Chances are you didn’t last long. They had these places in Rome called  the “captionem ostium commutationem or the “Hanging meat markets” Young mammals would be brought upon a stage which had these platforms that extended out from the stage lip. Passing predators would stop to bid on these poor babies and once one was chosen? They would be pushed onto this platform, a noose thrown over their head and the platform would slowly fall away from under their hooves or feet. They would panic, they would cry and scream, they would snit themselves, piss all over themselves and then they would slowly swing, scream, struggle and strangle to death for the joy of the crowd watching them die.”

Will looked down at Alex and saw him chewing on his paw fingers as Carlin continued…

There were these big production farms around Rome and across the reach of the empire which specialized in nothing but producing meat. Mostly the slaves were bunnies because you know bunnies produce fast and they produce babies by the bushel load. Day after day these young female bunnies would be impregnated, they would give birth to big litters of kittens and while they were being impregnated again...let’s be honest and just call it “rape” because that’s what was being done to them. “While they were being raped over and over and over again...they had to watch...as their whole recently born brood of children...had their necks snapped, in front of their eyes. Many of these female bunnies waited for the opportunity to end their lives by throwing themselves onto the pikes or swords of guards or running to the Tyber river and drowning themselves….no one gave a fluck about them. Bloated corpses in the Tyber? Just trash.”

Dan Canine looked right at Alex from the screen...”If you have a friend that’s a prey mammal today? To be caught in that kind of a relationship in ancient Rome would be death for you. Your friend would probably end up over a fire as someone’s main dinner course.”

Alex snarled...”Anyone tried to touch Ademi? I would rip their throats out with my teeth.”

Will rubbed Alex’s head tuft. “I know you’d fight for him. Is this making you upset?

Alex snarled. “No….it’s pissing me off.”

Will pointed. “Want it off?”

Alex replied. “No...I wanna see all of it.”

Dan Carlin continued….”When the legions marched into a village full of prey? If the village had foxes? This was no video game. The video game makers don’t dare put the truth in their games. If a family of foxes were found in a village? Chances are no matter what their age was...they were beaten, gang raped, skinned alive, had their teeth pulled out by pliers to make necklaces, their tails cut off to adorn the legionary battle standards and their genitals and intestines cooked in soups and potions to the wolf gods.”

Alex turned to Will...”Why?! Weren’t foxes predators too?! Why were they hunted and killed like that?!

“If they taught more in school than told you guys to find the information yourselves? You’d know why.” Will replied.

“If the legion came across a prey village say of deer, goats, antelope or sheep?They would kill the old, the infirm, the crippled and all the fighting age males who might have resisted. The rest they raped, cooked or killed as whimsy, hunger or necessity required. The young males and females who could be of use as slaves were pulled along tied and chained in long columns. If you fell out? You died. If you looked plump? You might get pulled from the line, shorn of your fur or your wool, covered in butter and impaled on a spit from your tail hole to your mouth where you would live just long enough to scream and suffer as you were broiled alive over an open fire...”

Alex almost kicked himself off the bed….”FLUCK!”

“Told you this was going to be brutal Alex.” Will said.

“They? They speared them through the tail hole and out the mouth so they were alive while being cooked?” Alex yelped. “Ugh...I can’t even imagine that!”

“If you could, I’d worry about your sanity.” Will replied. “Suddenly Rome doesn’t seem so awesome and cool does it?”

Alex looked at will...”Our ancestors did this?”

“Like Professor Canine says...this is hardcore history uncut.” Will said as he gestured for Alex to slide onto his lap if he wanted to too, which Alex did. “You alright?” Will asked as he gently licked his little brother’s cheek.

“Yeah...” Alex replied. “I’m just...snit...I didn’t know Rome was like this? I mean...I felt proud….I’m still proud to be a wolf, I wouldn’t want to be anything else. I mean….I mean our kind had the whole world in it’s big paws!”

“Actually?” Will replied. “We had about half of it. And maybe Romulus was just a foretaste of what was coming? I mean Romulus built Rome on murder and gang rape? You wanted to hear about why foxes were almost hunted by Rome to extinction?

      Dan Canine continued...”Some of you may have questions about the foxes. Foxes were predators too, why did Rome wish every fox dead? The answer can be found in how Romulus ended up killing his brother Remus. And like most of Roman history...it was a killing over who would be...”The Big Dog”….I’m sorry, I know many of my brother and sister wolves think “dog” is an insult word.

As the Roman settlement by the Tyber river began to grow larger and faster, both Romulus and Remus declared there should be a king-ship to govern over the population. Naturally the brothers each claimed they should be the first king…

Romulus declared that because he was the strongest, the most aggressive and the most able to command armies and defend the settlement; naturally he should be king.

Remus declared that kingship resided much in being good with mind and words as with physical prowess. Thus he should be king.

The brothers decided to settle the issue with a simple cub’s game. They agreed that a bag of river rocks from the Tyber should be gathered up and each would draw a stone from it. The one who drew a red river stone would be king of Rome. And so it was that a bag of rocks was gathered and the brothers retired to a distant hill with a neutral witness, a fox named Genifax, to oversee that the game was played fairly.

Now wolf lore says that this mound or mount is currently the highest point in Tundra Town. This of course can not be proven. But the brothers ascended the mound with their witness and together reached their paws into the bag….

Both of them drew out red colored river stones….

At first the brothers chuckled at the good fortune in jest. They dropped the rocks back into the bag, the bag was shaken and once again they dipped their paws into the bag...

Both of them drew out red colored river stones….

This was strange? The brothers ordered the bag dumped out. They and Genifax examined each stone, found nothing unusual, replaced the stones in the bag, shook the bag up, reached their paws once more into the bag….  

And both of them drew out red colored river stones….

Romulus, being the quick tempered hot head he was, suddenly accused his brother of praying to the fox god to help him steal the throne.

Remus like wise accused his brother of conspiring with the weasel god to steal the throne.

Romulus slapped Remus in the snoot.

Remus punched Romulus in the maw.

Then an all out brawl ensued between the brothers and poor Genifax was knocked out trying to stop the fighting.

At some point...Romulus drew a dagger and stabbed his brother in the chest, killing him instantly.

Needing to hide his terrible deed...Romulus quickly slit the throat of poor Genifax and cut off his beautiful fox tail. Coming into the settlement covered in blood and holding up the severed tail in his paw; Romulus declared that his brother had been possessed by a demon placed inside him by the treachery of Genifax and Romulus was forced to slay his only brother. In retribution, the twenty fox families who lived in the settlement were brutally murdered and their tails tied to the first standards of the founding Legionaries (The Legions). For the rest of the days of empire, foxes would be hunted down and butchered for their tails because of this deception. Sadly in our time there remains a deep enmity between foxes and wolves over what was a lie to cover up a criminal act of sibling-cyde. Julius Cesar would call an end to the persecutions of foxes only to be murdered in the Roman Senate. It would later take his son, a half wolf / half fox hybrid to finally bring to an end the killing of foxes. By that time ancient Zootopia’s fox population had almost been driven extinct.

Will could hear Alex sob a little….”Romulus was a flucken tail hole.”

“Hey?” Will asked as he rubbed Alex’s furry belly...”This doesn’t mean we can’t be proud of being wolves ok? We’re far different from our ancestors, Your love for Ademi as your friend proves that Alex. And hey? I bet we smell cleaner than they did? Compared to Zootopia? Rome was a serious snit house.”

“The legions still kicked ass though.” Alex snarled...”They were bad asses. I mean you don’t take over 50 percent of the world with whimps right?”

“I’m not saying they weren’t tough.” Will replied. “They were ruthless. And yet? Did you know Rome almost got invaded once? And one predator stopped a whole army?”

   Will pointed to the monitor as Dan Canine spoke again….

“Rome fought five major wars, the worst and the one most threatening to the Roman state was between years 237 to 245 with the Tusker Confederation and the way that war ended was to say the least….comical. The hero of this conflict who was crowned “Lupis Roma Deus Savitorium Affectionado” (god savior of Wolfen Rome we love you) was not a wolf….he was little bobcat.

     The Tuskers, a Confederation of War Elephants and Rhinos, swept down from the far northern plains in year 237 and after destroying four legions and ravaging many Romanized settlements; threatened the city state itself. Destroying a haste-fully cobbled together “Grand Legion” north of the natural barrier known then as the Verdia rift gorge (Where the Tundra Town south wall sits today) the Tusker’s leader Tantorius Getorex demanded Rome’s unconditional surrender or he would trample it to dust, erase its memory from history and sell every Wolf maiden into dog cages and perpetual whoredom. To give emphasis to his warning, he sent back barely alive the head Counsel of the Grand Legion that had been destroyed...minus his tail, his claws, his teeth and his pride was ….”well overly abused”.

     Rome was in a panic. Thus entered….Rufus Lynx. Simple farmer, raiser of wines and grains….who was not and never had been a soldier. But two things Rufus Lynx did seem to possess? Male organs the side of steel beach balls and a quick whit.

     Rome had only one way to span the natural defile of the Verdia Rift Gorge, the bridge of Mersali (Today it is where the central highway gate on the southern wall of Tundra Town stands or so the story goes.). It was here that Rufus Lynx arrived to see the beaten and abused masses of wolves from the Grand Legion streaming home. He went from Wolf to Wolf, Predator to Predator beckoning them to stand. Out of hundreds, he was lucky to find seven wolves who rallied to his angry snarling and hissing.

    Stripping another Wolf of his armor, sword, arrow quiver and javelin...Rufus devised a plan and sent the seven wolves to his home to gather oil, pitch and his fur grooming kit. When they returned, Rufus told them of his plan which they thought was suicidal. “We stand here or we run home to coward. Better to die here on our feet than home under our beds.” He told them.

     Dawning the legionnaire armor and preparing himself, the young Lynx waited on the Rome side of the bridge for the forces of Tantorius Getorex to arrive. Coming up to the end of the bridge, the war elephants and Rhinos noticed a lone Roman soldier at the other end screaming and hissing at them in a rage and daring them to come across and battle with him.

    Upon closer inspection of this obviously suicidal soldier. The elephants and Rhinos noticed that patches of fur were missing from his face and body and where his skin lay bare, splotches of red shown. Worse yet….foam was pouring from the small cat’s mouth. To them….Rufus was sick with mange, rabies or a terrible disease that would surely kill him soon enough.

      “Why do you wait!” Rufus screamed and hissed. “Are you all cowards! Come and fight me! Come and I will kill all of you!” Then...to show he was not only fool hearty but deadly serious...Rufus snatched up the bow he’d taken off a soldier, affixed an arrow and with almost deadly precision….sent a bolt flying true into the eye socket of Tantorius Getorex’s second in command, killing him instantly!

     While the wild feline taunted and berated the confederated army, his seven wolf compatriots were climbing over the underside of the bridge coating it with oil and pitch and when they had cleared themselves...they put the underside of the bridge to the torch!

     At one point while the underside burned...Rufus went into a screaming charge across the span, waving his sword, holding up his ridiculously over-sized shield, and demanded the Elephants and Rhinos fight him. He then was said to have looked right at Tantorius Getorex and snarled….

    “I don’t know what beast birthed you? But she must have been the most reviled and ugly whore to have ever walked on land. And as for the dirty Socialator (Roman word for pimp) who raped her? He must have been so hideous as to make the god’s wretch!”

       Blind with fury,  Tantorius Getorex charged onto the bridge with two platoons of his army determined to put the maniac little cat’s head on a pike and have it lead him into Rome. Much lighter and certainly quicker...Rufus ran over the now flaming bridge span and made it onto the Roman side of the Verdia Rift. The bridge, bearing too much weight for its’ burned up span….shattered into splinters and sent Tantorius Getorex and most of his senior captains to their deaths on the rocks below…

      The remaining elephants and Rhinos. Deprived of their leadership, the bridge and having no engineers among them...retreated.

      Rufus’s seven wolf compatriots hoisted him high over their heads in great joy, throwing him in the air, singing songs and crying the news forward until all of Rome was wild with joyous cheer! Since soldiers could not enter the city itself because of the law...Senators took the young Lynx and carried him in a great triumph to the Senatorial hall where a special seat was brought out. A crown of laurels was placed on Rufus’s head, a robe of purple was wrapped around him, a baton of victory placed in one of his paws and all of the Senate bowed low to the floor to proclaim him the citizen’s gawd. The President of the Senate then told Rufus Lynx that nothing would be denied his asking. All of Rome waited to hear his words…

     Rufus Lynx could have had anything he desired and yet his answer endeared him in mammalian legend for all time to come…

    “I desire no such ostentation and deserve no such magnanimity. I did what desperation and duty called me to do and having done such? I only wish to go home and go to bed.”

      Rufus took off the robe, the laurel ring, kept the baton of victory and quietly walked out of the Senate house. When his words spread through the throngs awaiting to adore him, they reacted as he wished with simple tokens of affection and quiet appreciation. Rufus Lynx did as he said he would, he went home to his small farm, stacked his armor in a corner of the hut, climbed into his bed and went to sleep. Years later it was how the great hero of Rome was found when he died and in accord to his wishes there were no grand memorials, no great buildings and no spectacular tomb to remember him by.

      Perhaps there is a basis of fact to the story? When engineers began to construct the Southern Wall of Tundra town over the Verdia Rift...several skeletons of large Elephants and Rhinos were discovered at the bottom of the gorge. But fable or not, Rufus Lynx remained a powerful image of aspiration for admired Roman and Mammalian virtues. In the corruption poisoned later years of the Lupinian Roman Empire...Rufus Lynx was an image the citizens of Rome longed for against the largess and selfish supreme powers enjoyed by the Caesars. Rufus Lynx was an example of pure selflessness, of forsaking self and reward out of duty, honor and concern for country. He is still spoken of today with affection to cubs and among older mammals alike as an example of behavior and a watch word against power seekers and politicians alike. In a sense...a tomb would have been a little too grand a way to remember him. His very name does that quite enough.

Alex yelped...”Now THAT is a flucken BAD ASS! But...why didn’t he ask for anything Will? Sheesh, I would have at least asked for a PS2 and a few games or a new smart phone. He could have been drowning in pussy!”

Will chuckled and replied. “Some heroes are exactly as they’re portrayed. You should be like that Alex. That would make you a great wolf.”

Alex replied. “Yeah….or some one’s bitch.”

“Yawwwwnnnnn.” Alex wide mouthed a yawn and turned himself a little so he could snuggle over Will’s chest.

“Hey? You’re not going to bed are you? He’s just getting started and it’s only nine?” Will asked.

“If I fall asleep, I’ll just re-watch what I miss.” Alex said sleepishly. “I know there was some flucked up things about Rome Will? But I’d still like to know what it was like to live back then. You know? Go marching with the legions?”

“You would still do that even after what you’ve heard so far?” Will asked.

“Well yeah.” Alex replied. “After all? There was some good Rome did right? I mean not all of it was bad?”

Will pinched Alex’s nose and shook his snoot. “Then stay awake you little snit head and you might learn more about it?”

Alex yawned again….”I’ll try? But I’m making no promises.”

End of Chapter 1