When there was a Stark in Winterfell, a maiden girl could walk down the kingsroad in her name-day gown and still go unmolested, and travelers could find fire, bread, and salt at many an inn and holdfast. But the nights are colder now, and doors are closed … It was different when there was a Stark in Winterfell. But the old wolf’s dead and young one’s gone south to play the game of thrones, and all that’s left us is the ghosts.
…the wolves will come again.
If any potential Ariannes want to come and sit on the street you can email me at email@example.com. —Aimee Richardson (@Aimee_P_R)
Hahaha she’s so disappointed
What’s the McCall pack motto gonna be or what are your personal mottos
to calm you down?