╳ ┊❛ guest.

WINTERFELL is far larger than ever tales did justice. Dragon’s Dale is but a tower, a hall in comparison to tall stones and woods that build its roots. And its people, humble and kind, bursting with pride for their lords. Lord Rickard hosts them with generosity in his home, his people welcome them warmly. And perhaps it is poor manners that he should steal away from the pleasantries this evening to walk amongst the lands around the castle but the minor lord’s son feels a growing need to explore these parts more than all others, ever drawn to woodlands as he is. 

                          Only pas the brush he steps before a voice calls to him,
                          stony in its words but quite plainly young by other accounts.
                          He stops, worn boots crunching on the snow and skinny
                          twigs beneath them as he begins to glance upward and around. 

“ And I’m a guest “ He retorts to the wind, not yet spotting
the spy. “ Fortunately for me, else I might be the victim of
an errant bird to drop twigs upon my head. A strange bird,
to linger in the trees and speak to strangers from its perch.” 

                 she does not reveal herself, not yet.  ’  guest  ’  he says && fingers jerk              they had come searching for her, passing below perch none the wiser && she had stifled giggles with pressing palms. figured she had missed a lesson && they were sent to drag her inside, instead she sees now they only wished to make her pretty. presentable. have her stand off to the side && not say a word to complete the image of proper, highborn family unit.   (  she is not sure which is worse.  ) 

                 she smiles, sickly sweet && hidden among the green. reaches up to snap a twig free, lets it fall. she does not bother to hide her laughter now.          ❛     chirp !!     ❜         && here is shift of adolescent form, length of sturdy branch slipped ‘cross && fingers && bare toes press at leaves 'till mien goes visible. flora circlet, flora sun.          ❛     indeed, quite the strange bird. i wonder where ever did it come from ??     ❜

                && youthful lady does not move further, contemplates shielding herself from view once more. shakes away the notion.          ❛     alright  ’  strange guest  ’              what is your name so that i might greet you properly ??     ❜