"Thanks. Good to know there are some gentlemen still in this world" She commented as she took the claok and wrapped it around herself. She wasn't ashamed of her body but she appreciated the thought just the same. It was a nice reminder that there were still kind people left in the zombie filled world.
"Special occasion that happens once a month 'cause I'm a werewolf" She replied with a shrug of her shoulders. "But not by choice. I'm not a pure bred or anything" She went on, forever wishing she hadn't taken that path home the night she was attacked be a "dog". If she had then she would be a normal girl and not a freak of nature.
"Think you can help me find my bag so I can get out of here?" She wondered as she began walking and looking around, hoping he would follow. "I'm usually able to keep track of where my clothes are but I don't know these woods that well so I can't quite remember where I put them"