She is the huntress, the warrior maiden, the fierce beacon of hope and caring. She may be the virginal girl, but she is no dove, no innocent singing bird; she is the protector, the mother and the daughter.
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“No one quite knows where those direwolf pups came from; there was once a rumor that they were Starks of long past, sent by the Old Gods to look after the ones who could not yet look after themselves.”
some of those who wander are, in fact, lost