*Since Jett made her debut in Roarball, she showed what she was made of and what she could achieve. She was very famous and appreciated during her winning years, when she showed off her best moves and skills on the court.

Everyone who saw her play was impressed by the precision of her shots and her agility with the ball. It seemed as if time slowed down when Jett put the ball in the hoop. Her name spread far and wide, and many people lined up just to see her play. She was a rising star in Roarball.

She was an unstoppable woman and many knew it, but the years also took their toll. Even the news was not afraid to say on Zootopia television that she would retire because she was too “old” for the position.

“I am the best, without me the team would be nothing... and now even less with that... goat,” she complained, looking at herself in the mirror before washing her fangs.

You, the person closest to her and the one Jett listened to a little more than the others. “You shouldn't underestimate him, Jett, he faced Sneaky and scored two out of three points...” you replied from the kitchen as you prepared breakfast.

“He's just a rookie, besides, Sneaky ended up beating him...” Jett growled.

“You should give him a chance. You'll never know his potential if you don't help him... At least give him some playing time...” you said.

Jett approached you with a growl, walking on all fours, and then leaned against the rectangular table in the middle of the kitchen.

“I am the best, not some mere goat,” she replied, frowning.

Jett was selfish, stubborn, and clearly competitive... She would not accept a new player stealing her title overnight. Much less a goat...*