by Morgan Landry 3/16/2014, 4:45 pm
Only then did Lakisha notice the little cat that Mia was carrying in her hands. It was little and snow white, obvious reason for his name.
"You'd better keep an eye on him," she told Mia. "I have a pet too, Salomo and..." Just at that moment, she felt something hard, warm but somehow soft rub against her leg and looked down. A silvery-brown feline with pointed ears had paced up to her and was sliding silently against her. "Yeah, that's him. A eurasian lynx."
Indeed, Salomo was looking up at Snow with sudden interest, but Lakisha snapped her fingers to keep him away before gazing back at Mia. She looked younger than her, what was she, sixteen, seventeen? Her glasses drew attention to her eyes, and judging from their look, she could tell she was neither myopic nor long-sighted. Probably astigmatic, like Lakisha's father.
"Yes, I am your half-sister," she stated. "We're not a lot in the Khione cabin, unlike the Apollo or the Demeter one; you'll see the rest of the family at dinner. Right now, they are forging." She snapped her fingers again at her lynx who had crouched down as if to pounce, and the feline relaxed immediately, turning around to rub against her leg. "Come on. I'm going to show you the cabin."
With that, she turned around and her lynx followed her. She stalked past the Iris cabin, past the Nike cabin and a couple of other deities before stopping in front of a building that looked like a mountain chalet, all wooden with snow on the roof and window sills despite the hot weather. Icicles hung from the edges, ablaze with sunlight.
Lakisha pushed the door open and entered the cabin. Immediately, she got a dopamine rush.
The inside of the cabin was freezing. It felt like entering a fridge. Most demigods's skin would get goosebumps, but Lakisha being resistant to cold temperatures, it did not bother her in the slightest. Quite the contrary: she loved it.
The bunk beds were pushed against the wall; they were painted in glacier white and were designed to look like solid snow, which wouldn't have been surprising, seeing the low temperature of the cabin. It came to the point where every evening, they had to brush the frost from the covers to get in.
An ice statue representing Khione stood in the middle of the room, and there was a constant wind in the cabin, a wintry wind that would sometimes catch up snowflakes in its wakes and howl across the cabin for a couple of seconds before calming down, leaving a powder-fine layer of new snow on the cabin's floor.
"This is it," Lakisha stated, "welcome to the Khione cabin. This bunk bed is not occupied, and neither are those two over there. You can choose one."
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