It truly does feel that any moment, Miya is going to glance up toward Kong and he will simply be gone. Like he had never been there to begin with. And yet with every time her bright gaze moves as such, her soul and mind calm at the sight of his dark fourm, taller and more impressive than her own. He is here, and he is real. That is what is important. That is what matters. And that last glance- there was something that seemed to flare within Kong's molten gaze. His was so deep and hot that it had always seemed to shift something deep inside of her. Her own was the opposite of them- light, silver, brilliant and bright. It both warmed and comforted her to know that maybe, just maybe there were stirrings within the wolf himself that she still clung to. Maybe, just maybe there was hope after all.

This Kalgalath had waited patiently for her to finish speaking before his own words come forth. He speaks his reply first to Miya, then Kong- then Miya again. The first part for her she is merely inclined to nod, her silver and grey splashed skull dipping down ever so slightly. The Alpha goes on to explain his apparent son to Kong, as it seems his friend is unaware of such things, and Miya's gaze casually travels between the two wolves. They seemed to have an easy going relationship and this was a good thing to her- it meant that Kong wasn't always alone, and now that she was here.. well, she didn't plan on letting him get away any time soon. Talking things out might do them some good, but for now she was more than content to simply enjoy his presence. She had never wanted or craved something so much- something so electrifying and deep that she couldn't even begin to explain it.

Kalgalath, with his pelt so like her own, of silvers and greys, seems to delve into personal information, but it doesn't seem to make him uncomfortable. And so Miya accepts it, merely listening and taking in the information until the attention is once again on herself. Glancing up so that her silver gaze might catch his own light cobalt, so much like Aindreas that the phantom finds a small smile adorning her muzzle. He asks her for her name, so formal, such a gentleman- reminding her so much of Kong that she cannot help the way her body leans ever so slightly more into his own. She had not moved again since pressing to him, and she didn't particularly plan to. Unless of course he wanted to go somewhere with her, or if he no longer wished for her touch. She could never force anything of the sort on him- not even if her life, or his depended on it. She could never and would never do such a thing to him.

Parting slender pale jaws, her voice is once again coming forth- something full of gratitued, appreciation, and even admiration. "My name would be Miya, Kalgalath. I would already ask for your own, but.." At this, a sly, and even playful smile is coming to live upon her features, her voice continuing all the same. "I am grateful for your warm welcome- and any friend of Kong is a friend of mine as well." Part of his speaking to her, regarding if she wished to join his pack had her momentarily tilting her skull ever so slightly. She hadn't even stopped to consider such a thing, for since returning to Blossom all she had ever thought about.. was Kong. Glancing up at the wolf of the hour when her thoughts return to him, she considers for a moment before her voice finds itself again, her words rather slow and thoughtful. "I do not know where my home is, or.. will be.. but I would like to think on such things. Thank you, Kalgalath."

The last part of her speech is filled with more than just her gratitude. There's hope in it, and once again a thing of admiration. It is obvious to Miya that Kal and Kong are indeed long time friends, and maybe- just maybe Kong is happy here, and she can finally be around to witness such a thing. For while there was history bewtween the two, emotions raw and real, there had never truly been a time where they had been.. care free, and ultimately happy, together. Miya wished that for Kong more than anything, and for herself was a simple side note. It had been that way since the dark wolf had come to her upon the border of Munashii, so many moons ago.

'Talks like this'