A decade or two of isolation; blind to the beauties of the world, only capable of seeing through anger tinted eyes, torn up by the betrayal of the ones he once held dear...all of it left Deucalion at a loss when it came to dealing with the social exchanges between himself and others. Oh he was slowly coming back from that darkness, slowly opening up to a few despite the desire to be cautious and guarded. Preya offered a second chance; not just to live once more, but to live a life of meaning. One filled with joy again.
It had started with Kali for sure, then a few other people began entering his life as well. Now there he sat, so close to Elena as they enjoyed the film, chuckling softly as he watched the kitten of his happily draw a little closer to the young woman. At last the Alpha carefully reached up and with the lightest touch he lifted the tabby free, only to rest her on Elena's lap.