Kotomi Yuki exhaled, her cold breath visible in a large puff of white. She watched it, her eyes glazing over as they realized they couldn't watch the puff forever as it vanished. She had a bad habit of daydreaming, her mind wandered and her thoughts drifted in a pitch black tank of water. If someone asked her what she was thinking about, she'd always give an odd answer like "Everything and nothing." She let out another breath, but this one was warm and did not leave an enchanting puff of white to distract her eyes. It was the fault of her ninjutsu, the remains of which stayed with her for a while. Utilizing her breath she froze anything in her path, before shattering things unsavory. Her mother joked that were it not for her deathly glare, people may refer to her as an ice queen. Kotomi called her mother a pot, and told her not to tell jokes to a kettle.

Kotomi stopped walking, halfway because she had just remembered that she was even walking in the first place without paying attention, and halfway because her brother had also stopped walking. "What is it?" She asked, though at that moment she got her answer. The familiar imposing aura of Sangetsu covered her senses, and the sound of pooling water hit her ears. "Oh, it's you..." She stated, sounding almost disappointed. It wasn't that she hated Sangetsu, but it wasn't exactly exciting to see him either. She walked past the two of them, hearing the shark like man make mention of her father. Why did he have to go and do that? Her feet slowed down, until her pace was only dragging the bottom of her sandals across the ground. She eventually stopped, and let herself lean backwards and sit down. The ground was cold, but she was used to the ground. What she wasn't used to were the tears soaking her face. Her father shouldn't be dead, it was a fact that irritated her to no end. Any other ninja could go ahead and die a noble death, but not her father, not the man she looked up to for so long. From her right pocket, she produced a miniature sculpture. To the untrained eye, it appeared to be torch blown glass, however it was made out of melt resistant ice. The ice was formed into the shape of an animal she adored, the arctic fox. It was a birthday gift from her father, Shinji Yuki. The ice had to be maintained via her Kekkei Genkai every now and then otherwise it'd melt. She figured her father was challenging her, and joked that he'd die before she ever let it melt. What a stupid thing to say.

Her free hand balled up in frustration, and she banged it against the ground. "Eh?" Her anger was replaced with confusing as her fist collided with something not quite as hard as the ground. Turning her head, she saw that it was partial frozen corpse of a man. "Sorry about that..." She said, pocketing the ice fox and getting to her feet. Taking a closer look at the body, she saw that he had the same armband that messengers of the Empire had. He had some bad luck to be caught out between deliveries. Kotomi's head titled as she saw a parcel on him. Taking it, she opened it to find a letter inside. Her eyes scrolled like a typewriter as she read it's contents. "W-what?" Kotomi nearly dropped the paper from her hands, She found it odd that a mere letter was sent by messenger, instead of by carrier bird. This letter was...

"A peace treaty?"