This is annoying. Just because a wolf and a bunny hybrid managed to breed, these scientists expect us to smile and follow while they play gods. The blinking red lights of the several cameras mounted about the room mock me.

I sigh and glance at the bunny-hybrid they locked me up with in this sterile room. She's not jittery but she avoids me. We'll never get out of here unless we cross-breed, and she's not my first pick. The least she can do is acknowledge me. Maybe I'd like her

Rolling my shoulders, I approach her with a kind smile. She didn't even look up from her enrichment toys

"My dear, let's talk, yes? I can't stand another boring day."