Dopheld ducks into the crate as quick as he can and replaces the lid before the slavers make it around the corner. His fluffy ears flatten against his head and his ears flatten against his head as he hears them starting to open crates.
The men had been careless, they assumed that the bunny omega would sit and let them show him off to the potential buyer and he’d darted as soon as he could. He was frightened and just hope the crate had enough air to last until he could run.
" wait not that one. I'll take care of that one you just take care of the rest."
The Droid scurried away from the crate to go find another one to loade. Most of the loading had not spotted what ben did. They didn't have as keen scenes as he did to see the small set of floppy white ears as they disappeared into one of his creates.
Bens eyes scaned the scaned the rest of the loading dock until they found what they were looking for. Three large wolfs who were looking through crate after create. He would be damed if he let them open his cargo. Ben quickly lifted the crate carying it into the cockpit of his ship. He set it behind his seat.
" how much longer I've got a deadline." Ben cried out.
He heard some Droid beeping angerly behind him.
" okay okay just get it done!"
