From the kitchen the sound of clattering could be heard as the old wolf rifled through the cabinets, doing his best to pull out the things he figured they would need for the cake baking attempt. In truth the Alpha had been cooking for a while now, having savored the activity itself after having his sight restored. Granted he had never tried something as elaborate as the cake she had wanted, but the man figured a recipe was still just a recipe. When he heard her call out Deucalion glanced over his shoulder, and with a soft smile he spoke up at last.
"I am in here, my dear, taking a quick inventory before he go shopping." Already he had a short list of needed ingredients jotted down, but still the wolf just wanted to double check that he had the other odds and ends. "I was right about not having the correct pan, but we've got almost everything else that is needed. Except for the raw ingredients, of course."