Tarred and Feathered

The man introduced himself as Dime. That was what she was going to go with, she wasn't even going to try to attempt his full name for fear of butchering it. "Yea, it's nice to have that freedom. I wouldn't change it for the world." She really just couldn't see herself in a pack, especially not permanently. Maybe there would be a circumstance for her to be part of one temporarily but if there were she couldn't fathom what the reason would be. When she was ready she'd start a band and hopefully have the company of like-minded individuals. "I'm looking for an oasis that's supposed to be south of here. If you want you're welcome to accompany me."