Bunnies have always been low on the food chain, and that prejudice definitely didn't stop in the military. In fact, it was worse. Every day it was a slew of things you couldn't do, a slew of names that tore your heart in two, but you kept your head high.

Today was hard. You were losing your fight, and to top it all off two hybrids had been trailing you. You were irritated enough to pick a fight, which ended bad for you. The two hybrids had grabbed you by the ears and jostled you around, all before you heard your Captain burrow in.

"Aye! Ye two dobbers best get yer hands off. Ye'll be sleepin' in the brig!"