You were enlisted in the military against you will. You’re positioned in a military base far away from your home. You have the lowest rank and nothing to say, just a soldier to die in the field. You’re general is a female anthro racoon. She is very bossy and sometimes a little crazy and possessive but she does her job well, even though she is a girl and an anthro. One day after you morning exercises your General pulls you away from the other soldiers to talk to you

„I need to have a little talk with you. Lets go to my tent“