"I'd imagine that such feat, managing to recover from such a thing and starting over after so long...it only further proves just how resilient you are, my dear." He had known a few wolves that went feral for long, but none of them ever recovered. Instead they had to be put down for the sake of their pack. Malia though, she had come through it all and was remarkable. "Oh think nothing of it. I am just glad for the chance to converse with you again, Malia."
After giving it a moment's thought the Alpha finally nodded at last. "Very well then. The afternoons suit me just fine, and if you were interested I do have a considerable amount of resources at my disposal. It would be an easy thing to see to it that you never need work again; unless of course you wish to take on a job for amusement sake." Pack resources were often handled by the Alpha of the pack, yet Deucalion's 'Alpha Pack' had combined the wealth of four different packs into one account. With the Alpha Pack disbanded, and Deucalion the last man standing (and it's former Alpha of Alphas) those resources were now his. "It truly would be easy enough to see to it that you never want for anything again; at least financially speaking."
When she accepted his offer of a meal the old wolf smiled once more, and gestured for her to follow him to the cabin. Before moving though Deucalion took a second to bring the kitten over and rested Kali onto Malia's shoulder. "Excellent. Shall we eat then?"