Alison sighed and fallowed along the path leading up to the meeting point. she would probably be drawing the whole way, anyway. She was doing that at the moment, she had her sketch book and a pencil in her hands as she wandered her way there. sent off early to get eaten first. 
Of corse this had put her in another one of her depressed moods. She knew why she was here. 

Ali looked around she had just gotten there a few seconds ago and was looking for something to sit on that wasn't the ground. It wasn't like she was wearing a dress but some black tights that went down to her ankles, over that was a black, short skirt and a black, tight styled blouse that was ruffly only on the shoulders. Finding mall rock she sat down and began to draw the bird that was hopping around.