[ Part of Alayne wants to tell Jaye that the direwolves are different, that they are not tame and are not domesticated like normal hounds but their wildness is somethings that belongs to the Stark children as much as it belongs to themselves. There is part of the animal in the master's heart, just as there is a morsel of the master's heart inside the beast (and it frightens her that some portion of herself would allow Petyr Baelish to come to harm).
But that is Sansa Stark's secret and not Alayne's. It belongs to Bran, to the heart of a warg, and Alayne is neither Stark nor child of the forest. Just a girl with a leash and the song of a bird.
Quietly she nods, considering. Yes, she had thought to give Jaye company but she hadn't thought to leave Petyr's side and so she offers, self-concious that the offer may be rebuffed: ] Would you care to meet my father? And, perhaps, the Lords Stark? [ Neither Robb nor Bran is far from her. And neither are their wolves. ] Or— or the wolves?
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But that is Sansa Stark's secret and not Alayne's. It belongs to Bran, to the heart of a warg, and Alayne is neither Stark nor child of the forest. Just a girl with a leash and the song of a bird.
Quietly she nods, considering. Yes, she had thought to give Jaye company but she hadn't thought to leave Petyr's side and so she offers, self-concious that the offer may be rebuffed: ] Would you care to meet my father? And, perhaps, the Lords Stark? [ Neither Robb nor Bran is far from her. And neither are their wolves. ] Or— or the wolves?