4. A NEW BEGINNING

Two years later, Empress Lizzy van Lurch looked up from her official receiving chamber at the Ark and contemplated the events of the last 24 months.

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3. THE FENCE

Lord Commander Grumpenheim Snow stomped around his iceberg restlessly in a foul mood, which was nothing new, but today there was a lot more gnawing on his mind than usual. The disastrous end of the Ark Synod that culminated in the exile of Empress Federosa gave him every reason to feel horribly guilty. He had called the others’ bluff during the discussion to impeach the empress based on past experience, but did not count on the unexpected turncoats.

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2. BROKEN DREAMS

The voices of the Royal Ark Synod grew louder by the minute as the discussions heated up. The majority of the Fauna Parliament objected violently to the human intervention in their environment and the construction of cement blocks with barbed wire to restrict everyone’s movements in every possible manner. The Liberal Feathered faction was ready to fly away from the negotiations because the so-called new quarters were not high enough for them to fly around with full speed. The Democratic Feline Party was livid as well because there was absolutely no provision for even a track where any of them could run like were accustomed to doing so. The Cheetahgargh and Leopardhaussen Tribal leaders expressed concern about future generations degenerating into the lowly house cats because they would no longer be able to practice their high-speed athletics. 

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1. Voices In The Arc

The Council of Elders was at a loss on how to proceed with the meeting after Lord Commander Grumpenheim Snow had thrown his royal tantrum in violent objection to the new motion sensor fencing regulation and microchips to be implanted in everyone. “This will be the end of us al”, he roared, “and you are naïve fools if you believe the humans have only our best intentions in mind!” Having been a prisoner of the circus for years, Grumpenheim Snow valued his newfound freedom fiercely and was willing to go through great lengths to protect his privacy. He detested the idea of constant monitoring per se, and compulsory behavior conjured up old circus nightmares for him that he was still not over, even after years of therapy.

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