"Fanks. I'll keep that in mind." He rubbed the back of his neck. Maybe he should think about joining one of the packs in the area, at least temporarily, until this blew over.
His nostrils flared at the mention of food. He'd been living on what he could hunt for so long, with only a taste here and there of actually cooked food... And as much as he hated taking charity, it wasn't like he had much choice. His supply of stolen funds was dwindling rapidly. "Yeah. I'd like that." He flashed a wry smile.