@boltonblooded | Liked for a Starter | Accepting
A Snow bastard, he’d overheard her name. He’d only just been trying to lend a hand, when he’d heard it spoken in such a way. It always forms a knot in his stomach when he hears the hate, as if it’s their fault that they were born in to this world, with this name. “Pay him no mind.” He speaks up, without thinking first. He’d usually hold his tongue, move on without speaking to anyone. He hopes she doesn’t mind.







