Post by Dove on Dec 26, 2011 21:18:02 GMT -5
It wasn't your usually bright and sunny day at the docks, in fact it was pretty overcast, the grey clouds had rolled in from the West somewhere and they seemed to threaten rain. Dove sat on her high beam of the Birdie perch her eyes gazing out at the boys who were brave enough to test the cold weather and still get out and dive into the river's water. She was alone on the perch today, she had sent Baby off to Manhattan to find out any news she could, Baby was her best spy other than herself of course. She sat with her back against another beam and one knee to her chest while her other leg dangled off the beam. She wore a black skirt that fell just passed her knees and her white button up blouse with the sleeves rolled up but covering her outfit was her usual black coat that fit her body almost like a dress. She sighed softly and wondered what Spot was doing on this day, wondering if he was out drinking or at the lodge house planning things. She just didn't know what to do with herself on this day, the weather made her feel miserable and lack any motivation to leave her perfect spot on her perch.
