Snow mumbled under her breath, her stormy eyes apparent of her distaste in the weather while she fanned herself too cool down. The wet roots of her blue hair stick to her sweaty neck and her clothes clung to her body like a child to a mother as harsh gales blew through the vicinity. Her vulpix was in her arms cuddled up against her chest and from how drained her companion looked, she did not seem to be enjoying the weather either. Beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, and everyone else’s. A wave of colour flushed onto her cheeks due to the sweltering heat as she wiped the perspiration off her face with her forehand.

The streets of Orchidia were bizarre and loud, although not as much as Magnolia or Crocus, with swirls and eddies of people wandering about on the cobblestones that were paved on the roads. A horde of people were gathered at the centre of the town to watch a magic show as they ’ooh’ and ’aah’ at the tricks that were not too impressive for her, a young girl demanding her beau to purchase some street food for her and adolescents yelling and cheering some nonsense at an open café, much to a great disapproval from the other customers.

Due to the growing heat, Snow decided to take a shelter somewhere and perhaps, rest for a while before she set out explore the town again. It has only been a few days since she arrived in Orchidia and she has still yet to discover the city. Across an ice cream stall, there was a small bistro that had attracted her attention. Snow was always picky about cafés and she would not enter one unless it suited her taste. Through the glass windows, she inspected the interior of the store. The store did not have a lot customers during the time and it appeared tranquil enough for her to take a breather or so.

The door creaked open and a figure stood before her as she waited in line to order a drink or a small snack. The person was much taller than her, at least a foot above her to be precise and his physique was muscular and well-built. Silver pools would glide down his structure until it landed on a familiar emblem – Blue Pegasus. A member?, the thought crossed her mind. ”You’re from Blue Pegasus as well.” She began, her voice flat and emotionless. When the man turn around, he would see a petite girl staring up at him with a white fox in her arms.

The man turned around, gazing down at her with his blue eyes, his height much taller than hers that she was required to strain her neck to stare up at him. Snow took in the appearance of the man and confirmed that he was, indeed, an attractive man; with looks that could stop any girl in their tracks. Sharp jawline, straight nose, eyes fused with a diversity of colours, she wondered if he was used to the sudden pause in a person’s natural expression when they looked at his way, followed by a nonchalant gaze and a weak smile. Yet, the features on her face strangely remained the same while she thought about those things. After all, she was a woman almost without any expressions.

The man was a Blue Pegasus mage, just like her and Snow would nod in response to his question. A familiar voice called out for her name and as she turned around, she was greeted by the sight of Chelvaric walking towards her. ”What a coincidence, Chel. I’m good, as always.” She stated, not bothering to return the question back to him. Vysella perked up her ears and neck when she heard the voice of Chelvaric, although her eyes were mainly fixed on Scraggy – Chelvaric’s companion. Snow had never seen Vysella so interested in someone else other than herself and Snow that she was almost taken aback by her reaction.

After the man had made his order, Snow proceeded on continuing hers. ”Could I have a chocolate milkshake, please?” The girl paused, thinking about what she should include in her order next. ”And, also those chocolate eclairs.” She pointed at the pastries located inside the shelves that displayed different kinds of desserts. ”As fellow Blue Pegasus mages, would you mind if we sit together?” She glanced up at the the blue-haired man, the colour a few shades lighter than hers.

The young maiden finished her little snack rather faster than she had expected, for she had enjoyed the food so far. She loved the cream that filled up the eclairs exploding inside her mouth and the sweetness of the dessert would linger on her tongue. After she was done, the girl gently patted her stomach, satisfied with whatever meal she had bought and stood up on her feet. "I suppose it's time for me to leave. I'm sure we'll meet again soon, Akiva." With that, she departed the store in hope to search for something that might attract her attention.