@ghostdirewolfe || continued from here
His head tilted as he listened out for a command.. And didn’t find one he recognized. The human used words he didn’t understand, but he did know the tone. This human looked and sounded more on the sad side, so the wolf stepped closer, brushing himself against the man.
The great white wolf moved silently, just as he always had, and Robb’s breath caught in his throat when he was so close that he could feel the warmth radiating from him. Not hesitating a moment now, Robb’s arms came up and his fingers threaded into the thick fur, face turning into it and taking a shuddering breath.
He could still remember so vividly how small he had been - how small they had all been. How he and Grey Wind had played in front of the fireplace in Robb’s chamber while he and Jon had looked on, sprawled on the bed after a long day.
Would that he could go back to that.