Blood of Winter

Indie Grey Wind, pre & post Red Wedding

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              Didn’t I just have one of these? The               answer is yes. But due to another               milestone, and my general want,               here’s another one.

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[northernxblood]

in times of war [closed]

[starkjustice]

    Ｒobb felt like he couldn’t  b r e a t h e. Everywhere here turned he got attention. When he was not stuck talking to his lords and strode past tents, people would look to him. Giving him simple bows of the head, to having them shout his name or his title. There was a sense of comfort he got from their chants, drawing strength from their believe in him. Yet sometimes all of it was too much, adding weight to a burden he never asked to carry but would always bear with pride.

    Pressure to device a decent strategy grew with the Lannister armies approaching. Tensions had run high this night, and like most of those who had been in attendance, Robb needed some time to himself. Just a moment’s rest if the Gods would grant him as much. His choice to withdraw had been respected, albeit grudgingly by some.

        ❝It is good to see you too.❞

    Kneeling beside the direwolf, Robb ran a gloved hand trough his fur in way of greeting. Gently kneading an stroking. Grey Wind’s company was just what he needed. Shifting his attention to the direwolf proved calming— a welcome distraction from the current going-ons he had to deal with.

        ❝Have you been cooped up in here for long?❞

    Blue eyes studied the beast intently, knowing that Grey Wind was feared by both friend and foe. He could not roam the camp alone as freely as Robb might have liked. The question was therefor an invitation for the beast to go out with him, if he so desired.

                          Grey Wind will understand, Robb thought. Somehow, he always did.

[northernxblood]

Grey Wind felt the pressure in Robb, the weight on his shoulders and, although he could not understand them, the choices and sacrifices that he had to make. It all wore him out and could he, the direwolf would have helped.

Robb's strong hands were a welcome sensation in his thick fur. Grey Wind pressed his head into his master's shoulder and enjoyed the affection shown to him. The direwolf gave a small whine, indeed he had been staying in the tent for a long time. Ever since Robb had left that morning he had been patiently waiting. Some of his men did not like the beast's sight, therefore Grey Wind could only stay put and wait for Robb's return.

[northernxblood]

beware the hungry beast [open]

[ivoryxdove]

Sansa stumbled through the wood, and gasped at the wolf. No, not a wolf. A direwolf. Her eyes filled with tears; could it be…?

"Lady?" Had Lady escaped, and stayed close so that she would be there if Sansa did the same? Not that they were close to King’s Landing; she wasn’t actually sure where they were, just out. She took a few clumsy steps towards the direwolf.

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Familiar, the smell and the voice were familiar. Grey Wind knew them, although he had not come upon them in a long time. The direwolf turned to Sansa, his master's sister. Licking the blood from his muzzle, he stepped closer to her.

His master would be happy to see his sister again and Grey Wind was too. Lady was dead, but Sansa remained to him. Robb would want him to keep her safe.

[northernxblood]

guess who's above today's word-goal? therefore I have the rest of the day to answer my threads. thanks to everyone for being so patient with me during the start of nanowrimo, hopefully that won't change in the next 28 days

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I will reply to my threads as soon as possible, I would just like you to know that I'm participating in Nanowrimo this year and I also have a friend over, my time to write replies is therefore limited c;

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                                   THEY  CALL  HIM the Young Wolf                 

i. ind. robb stark from grrm’s asoiaf series. ii. book-based but accomodating to show-watchers. iii. multi-ship, multi-verse. iv. crossover and au-friendly. v. oc and other fandom-friendly. vi. mun is a dork and is sad over richard madden’s lack of auburn hair

                           i. the north.           ii. the laws.           iii. the lives.

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[northernxblood]

in times of war [closed]

starkjustice

Grey Wind was curled up by the hearth, enjoying the warmth it spread throughout the large tent. All around him the night was alive with the talk of men, the clang of steel on steel and smell of sizzling meat. The direwolf diverted his attention when his master Robb entered the tent, his features were restless and there was a nervous energy to him. Immediately Grey Wind stood from his place by the fire and walked to his master's side. This time was not easy on him. Just like Grey Wind had lost a sister to the lion-men, his master's family was endangered by them too.

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                        ❝He’s a direwolf, not a dog,                                      and dangerous to men he does not trust.❞

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the wolf’s den | know the beast | leave a letter | abide the laws 

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                        ❝He's a direwolf, not a dog,                                      and dangerous to men he does not trust.❞

✗ independent roleplay blog for grey wind from a song of ice and fire ✗ pre and post red wedding threads ✗ book-canon [save for post-rw] ✗ multi-verse ✗ non-human grey wind ✗ slightly selective ✗ mun has been rping for over three years

the wolf's den | know the beast | leave a letter | abide the laws 

[northernxblood]

beware the hungry beast [open]

Grey Wind ripped the stag apart like a cat would a mouse, feasting on the warm flesh. Blood caked his muzzle and paws as he buried his snout deeper in the venison's guts. A sudden sound had the direwolf lift his head and look behind him. Someone was coming, he could hear their footsteps. Did they not smell the blood? Would they be foolish enough to come for his prey?

[northernxblood]

A wandering wolf [closed]

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Grey Wind roamed the woods near King's Landing, hoping to find his lost siblings. But neither his own nor his master Robb's family was close. Could something have happened to them too? The large direwolf still mourned his sister and his master, he could not let more members of his pack die. He had smelled his sister Nymeria near the trident, but her scent was lost beneath that of a large group of other wolves in the forest, though it led south the last time he'd come upon it.

Now the large grey-pelted beast was growing restless as he passed through the woods. His guard was down when he heard the sound of footsteps before him. Humans. But Grey Wind did not fear them and ever since the war, he had made it his job to look for the lion-men. Head held high, nose sniffing to find a scent, the direwolf walked towards the noises.

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