Don't You DARE Touch my Doughnuts! Gift:AshTheMare
Cold air hit Diego like a slap to the face as the doors opened, causing him to shudder involuntarily as he stepped inside. The order she had given him was clear. The cargo had to survive the escort to hq intact, and the 2nd Class Petty Officer did not want to fail this mission again.
Red, green, silver and gold decoration adorned the walls and aisles and the Dragon-macaw couldn't help but chortle a little.
Amusing, since it's not even Thanksgiving yet.
Various furs of different species and breeds pushed carts down aisles, gathering the supplies they would need for the Holidays. Diego considered, briefly, going and doing the same, but thought better of it.
Instead, he headed towards the back of the building, his eyes locked on the neon sign like a Sidewinder missle locks onto a MiG's heat signature. He did not see her until she bumped into him, dropping a couple items, however, his quick reflexes allowed Diego to catch the bottled water.
"Good Lord! I'm so