>Special agent anon is working at his desk at Human Bureau of Investigation, it's anon's job to investigate murders in the anthro part's of the country that anthro justice department's can't due to the evidence can be tampered with all the fur landing on the victims body

>"Hey anon!" - David Fynch; the head of the bureau pokes his head into your office, he was anon's friend in the academy who lost his hearing after a drug dealer elephant blew his trunk in his hear, "we gotta victim up in redwood pines - a high schooler - could be a hate crime".

>What does the local law have to say on the situation? Agent anon asks, "I don't know about coleslaw, but I do know there not, shall we say, the most friendly when it comes to Humans, so expect to be pulling the train car by you're self this time son"

>Okay thanks David and give your classic thumbs up to eachother before he walks away, agent says smilling to himself, even though he's partially deaf he still holds no grudges towards them - he really is a nice guy.

12 Hours later

Special agent anon arrives in the Red wood pines: it's a quiet out of the way town hidden away in the hills with tree's a tall as giants with the sky wrapped in a blanket of rain filled clouds, the air is cold and the roads are damp from recent rain with only the sound of your car around as if there's no life form.