Thundersnow: A Song of Ice and Lightning

Yukiko sat cross-legged on a stool facing the bar at the Archer's Cross guildhall, her index finger and thumb pinching the handle of a small spoon as she absentmindedly stirred the coffee in the mug beside her. Her attention focused heavily on the book in her other hand, icy blue eyes quickly scanning over the lines of text that blanketed the pages of what appeared to be a novel of some kind, bound in some sort of red cloth with golden text in a language different from the one commonly spoken in Fiore. She lifted the spoon from the cup, placing it in her mouth before lying it down on a napkin beside several opened sugar packets and trading it for the mug filled with a steaming brown liquid. She lifted it to her lips, stopping before taking a sip as she realized just how hot the coffee remained. She took in a breath as if she were about to sigh before exhaling a noticeably cold breath to instantly cool the liquid whose steam all but disappeared from the cup. She returned the mug to its place after a brief drink, never once taking her eyes from the book. Repositioning herself so that her legs had switched places as she turned the page of her novel, eyes returning to the top of the page to repeat the process as she pushed a strand of her snow white hair back behind her ear. Suddenly, her ears twitched as a sound beside her ripped her attention away from the book she had been so enthralled in.