Major and Deucalion
That laughter of Major's was quite infectious, and a low rumbling chuckle all his own escaped Deucalion as he considered the words for a moment. Still a simple shrug was all that he offered before turning his gaze back towards the ball of fur perched upon his shoulder. "Oh it think it's far to late for that now. This little one has me bewitched, and it knows it too." Sparing a glance towards the table the wolf nodded again, reaching to gently pick the kitten up and holding it in his hands with great care.
The news that the man was a new arrival as well warranted a softer smile, and as the Alpha lightly rubbed the kitten's tummy he spoke up once more. "In truth I just stopped by here for the tea, yet it seems adoption is now on the menu." Deucalion was no stranger to polite conversation, yet the strangeness of this place was still fresh in his mind. So while he was slightly hesitant to really engage much with strangers the old wolf thought it prudent to at least meet a few folks. "The name is Deucalion, and I too just arrived here as well. It's a pleasure ot make your acquaintance."