Bran pleads "Please, Father!"
Ned with sad in his tone "I'm sorry, Bran"
I look at Jon for help and whisper "We can't kill them."
Jon turns to Ned "Father? There are five pups. One for each of the Stark children. The dire wolf is the sigil of your House. They were meant to have them"
All of us look at Ned, and Bran with great hope.
"You will train them yourselves. You will feed them yourselves. And if they die, you will bury them yourselves" Ned leaves us heading back to our horses with Jory and Daeron.
I smile at Bran "Yes!" I give Jon a side hug "My hero"
Bran cradles his pup as Jon hands more pups to Robb but stops asking me and Jon "What about you two?"
Jon regrets it "We are not a Stark" I look at him sadly "Get on" Jon and I walk away, pause, and hear another whimper.
Robb asks "What is it?"
Jon pulls up two white wolf pups holding each other.
Putting my hand on their fur. I smirk at Jon "Sticking together I guess"
Jon smiles "Yeah,__"
Theon interrupts "The runt of the litter. That two's yours, Snow"
I glare at Jon as I try to reach my arrow to shoot him "I am gonna teach him a lesson."
But Jon holds my hand stopping me not to acting stupid "Enough troubles for today"
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Snow Ghost [Jaime Lannister]
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Chapter II . DireWolves
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