During the day, sentries guard the sleeping. When the sky is dark and the moon dances with the stars, this is when the real fun begins. Munashii Gekko's forest is the only haunt where you can find your local misfits all in one place. A land of the forbidden and forgotten, a place that is riddled with dangers of a whole different kind. The wolves here have long misplaced their rightful minds, and now live like creatures damned to prowl and lurk through the night. It's easy to lose yourself here, sanity was sure to fade away and wither; there was never anything normal about this nefarious nest. The silent threats that whispered in the breeze were enough to deter even the largest of demons around. It was not strength nor wit that ensured your survival here with Eric, and challengers would be torn down with a morose lethality - there was nothing left in his cold blue eyes that promised mercy to anyone who dared to overstep their worth. So, would you give up the sun for the moon and stars? Do you have enough vigor to become a well regarded sentry? - Put on a game face to step up and pass the sepia king's test or turn and leave before he catches your scent. You never know who wants to snack on your delicious blood in this forest.

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His words made her ponder quietly- as to how much they were alike. It seemed he could not stay away, though she suspected he referred to Munashii- at the same moment, she was not quite sure. And where did she find herself returning to, of all places, time again and again? Munashii Gekko, the place where it had all began. When Miya continues her speech, slamming him with questions, he subtly moves, allowing the fur of his neck to mingle momentarily with that of her own silver toned coat. It's a flash of deep rooted heat within the contact, one threatening to make her sense up; but she resists. She almost leans into his touch, but just like that, he's pulling away and she turns her gaze on him once more, burning with her intense curiosity and wonder. Noche distracts her with his laugh, a deep, lovely baritone that tinkles upon her senses and causes her grin to stretch even more taunt across her face. Yes, she could recall just why she had taken a liking to the boy to begin with, though that meeting had been brief. Absentmindedly, she hoped this one would last far longer.

Taking in his next set of words, her own laughter is bubbling up from her throat to spill across dark lips. What a charmer he was, causing Miya to shake her skull slightly in exasperation, though her amused and playful and even joyful smile was still plastered across her face. "Don't you have such a way with words, Noche." It was her turn to bump into him, shoving her muzzle ever so slightly against his cheek in what she considered to be a somewhat rough and playful gesture. When her voice slips forth again, though, there's a hint of longing as well as hope to it that had not been there before. "I'm not going anywhere. And neither will you." Her words were so serious compared to his previous ones, and she didn't want to bring down any of the happiness or enjoyment of their little reunion. But, thankfully, he is all play when he speaks again, teasing her once more and lifting even more of that darkness from her breast. She could get use to this.

"You almost scared me out of my pelt, you know." And when he drops down below her, changing his voice and acting all the requirements of a stealthy spy, she joins in with shifting her bright gaze to and fro, her own tenor voice droping a tad as well, and lowering in volume. "Practice makes perfect, eh?" She winked at him, just after, biting her tongue to refrain from the giggle that threatened to spill across her dark lips once again. She had been so serious, to morose, so.. dark only just a moment before Noche showed up. And now, she was feeling lighter than ever. Even with Kong, she'd never felt this.. free, or carefree. With her dark knight, it had always been so serious, so grave, so.. heart breaking. And then with Skrillex- it had been nothing but sin. Noche.. Noche was on a different spectrum all together. He made her feel light, feel alive- he made her feel whole again.

When he asks her of herself, just as she had asked him, she shrugs absentmindedly. She had not actually strayed far from Munashii, never even leaving Blossom once. She had simply been that which she seemed- the silver phantom of the land that slipped to and fro as she pleased, never being caught save for the briefest of glances by the keenest eye. "Oh, I've been around. Watching from afar. Taking in all there is. You know- the usual." Part way through her speech, she had taken on a wise and all knowing tone- her own way of play and teasing. Miya knew it would not be lost on the boy, for how could it when their minds were so similar- or so she was lead to believe. In a moment of silence or two, while her gaze was upon the land before them, she sighed to herself- though not in sadness or exasperation, but more so in content. It felt good to be around one she enjoyed.

Turning her cienna branded gaze on him once more, roaming up and down and all around his frame, she pondered on where the boy had come from originally. She had never asked. "Tell me- Noche, where were you born? Where do you originally come from? Is it here- or is it there?" No gestures were followed with her speech, just a bright burning curiosity within her intense gaze. The words were playful, but there was a genuine interest beneath her exotic irises that was for none save very few. Perhaps saved for the boy in front of her, honestly. She had not saught any other out, and while he had come to her- she was glad for it. She would not have asked for anyone else to find her, upon the border of their old home, no less. Speaking of such- it was taking any of the pack members a rather long time to seek out apparent strangers at their doorstep. It was unsatisfying, but patience was key, as it was with all things in life.



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