ofwolvesandkings:

 

The voice was feminine. Distinctly so, but not weak. Robb would never have made the mistake to distinguish a woman’s voice as frail. He knew plenty of fierce women, his mother the grandest of them all. But he attributed ferocity with eyes, and as of now, he could not see this woman’s; nor her entire body.

“I treat it as a warning. Better I draw it loudly, than have to swing it.” Robb replied calmly, but his nerves were on edge. Grey Wind, too, was cautious. The wolf seemed to be intent on looking towards the East, no doubt a scent was on the wind, but neither wolf nor king could see a person.

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“If I sheath my blade, will you show yourself?”

His words were wise ones. She scoffed under her breathe, smirking. Good answer.
Hazel eyes found their way back to the wolf who she seemed to be unable to get a good read of. It neither advanced nor did it back off, further reconciling her previous thought of Man and beast together as companions. 

“Yes, but do not take me a fool. Your blade is not your only weapon.” She called out in regards to the Wolf whose teeth were still barred. 

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