At least she didn't arrive with a tail this time around. As the motor of the boat she meanuvered drew nearer the dock where she had last met and seen Grayson. It bumped against the wood, as she shut off the engine and coasted in towards the dock itself, and then moved quickly to gather up the rope and loop it around the piling, to secure the boat she'd taken to reach the Swamps once again. It was a refurbished 30' cabin cruiser,she used it to get from island to island or main land, rather than taking the ferry all the time. Less Iron on this particular boast than the others after all. Since she worked hard to redesign it for what she needed. A California king bed, a small dinette area, and dull bathroom, for when she went out to deep sea on it and anchored it to go 'swimming'. Then when she secured the boat to the dock, she walked back to the wheel and picked up her backpack she'd brought along with her, as well as a netted bag which was a gift for Mamma T.
Then smoothing out her attire, an outfit which had taken her a few hours to decide upon to wear. You know something casual but cute, without being ostentatious of obvious. Hey it was better than a bikini and a gauzy shirt which she'd worn the last time after shifting back to cover up the nessessities now wasn't it? Of course it was and she liked it too, it was comfortable and well if she said so herself she looked nice in it. Taking a breath, she climbed out of the boat to the dock and then faced up towards Mamma T's and the porch which over looked the bayou it was nestled within. Since she wasn't sure where else to search for Grayson she knew Mamma T's was the perfect place to at least start looking for the Alpha Wolf of the Pack.
She didn't see too many around unlike last time, and so she proceeded up the dock to the pathway which lead up to the humble establishment. Reaching the steps she gave a call, as she made her way up to the porch.
With her announcement made, she crossed the porch to the door and headed inside with her catch in one hand, and the backpack slung over the opposite shoulder. The door creaked and squeaked on opening, and then slapped behind her after crossing the threshold. Giving a moment for her eyes to adjust to the change in light, she searched around for Mamma T or anyone else whom happened to be about...
( Her boat )