wolfchild: (disaster ❱❰)
( underfoot ) ([personal profile] wolfchild) wrote in [community profile] cruxisa 2013-03-14 11:32 pm (UTC)

( CLOSED TO BUNNY )

[ Meat for Drogon. Instead of three small dragons to feed, she now has to find enough for one big one.

Arya would have preferred the three.

Nymeria sniffs the ground ahead. They haven't yet found anything, but that's not so surprising. With the amount of predators around, prey is scarce. She has no fear of them; she's only frustrated it makes feeding her own so much harder. Arya twists her bracelet around her wrist. A bad habit, she knows, and one she gets scolded for every time she's caught doing it. Around and around she twists it as they walk.

The direwolf freezes. Her ears prick forward. Arya stops where she is. She cannot hear anything. But that doesn't mean anything. She always hears or smells the animals before Nymeria does, but Nymeria is always aware of angels before she is. Arya reaches for Nymeria, slipping into the direwolf's body with the ease of a hand in a well-worn glove.

Of all the things she expected to see, a massive stricken-looking rabbit was not one of them.
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