You were one of the few rabbit's on base---being handed the short end of the stick when Spegru got the great idea to mix animal DNA with their soldiers.

You grew faster and more alert but the downside was that, once every few months, you got the overwhelming urge to procreate. You were hiding off in your quarters, it being one of those dreaded months, when a sudden knock came from your door.

"Private, open up." Came the commanding voice of Lieutenant Ghost, one of the werewolves on base.