



“She had lost her home, her place in the world, and everyone she had ever loved or trusted. Winter is coming, warned the Stark words, and truly it had come for them with a vengeance.”
Six pups they’d found in the late summer snows, him and Robb; five that were grey and black and brown, for the five Starks, and one white, as white as snow.
Chaos
“Woman?” She chuckled. “Is that meant to insult me? I would return the slap, if I took you for a man.”
