Razorback Ridge Villain

Warbone's words stroke his ego the right way, and Rhys smiled. He had indeed learned, but not nearly enough. He was still a child at heart with a craving for beautiful women, and surprisingly did not truly try to hide it. He was surprised to hear the brute talk about his home - he had assumed the man was a loner from the smell on his coat. While there were hints of others, it did not smell like one scent that made up the border of a pack. 

I'll consssider it. He hissed with a grin. He knew it had been a good idea to stay nice to this guy. Now he had a place he could return to if his journey did not take him where he wanted to go, and he felt strangely thankful. Thank you. He muttered, getting the words barely out of his mouth.