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[avxsta]

  “So this is the end of the line, eh? Can’t say I’ve been that much of utility but heh, damn straight I want to punch that Solomon guy in the face. So, Master? Ya ready for this?”

@provisional-master

[avxsta]

    “I come out of the grail for this kind of shit...? And I thought the stuff in the Grail was horrible, never mind back to being dead.”

[perniciousxbeast]

The pack survives. [non-ca]

wildasawinterstorm

——【 ♢ 】 Grey Wind loved Robb's pack as much as he                        loved his own. They were one big family,                        bonded by the fate decided by the old gods. And                        so, when little Rickon urged the direwolf to play                        with him, he obediently left Robb behind to talk to                        the men waiting for him and went with his youngest                        brother.

                       Rickon was the pup of the pack and Shaggydog                        protected him like his own son. But the black beast                        that was his brother had vanished in the wolfswood                        to hunt, so the task of playing with Rickon passed                        over to Grey Wind.

                       Calmly, he sat down in Winterfell's yard, the snow                        crunching under him. His head was cocked sideways                        as he waited for the youngling to do or say something.