Jon Snow
Bran Stark
Jojen Reed
Samwell Tarly
Rickon Stark
Podrick Payne
Or any other characters you request
There will be Some Smut...you have been warned
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!SPOILERS!
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I walk through the dark woods with my wooden made bow I made a few years ago and my quiver
that I stole
on my back I have my Knife in my right hand and a rabbit in the other I continue looking for a rabbit for my lunch tomorrow.
I hear a stick snap behind me I turn around to look where the noise came from I see a figure go behind a tree
I squint my eyes and sneak towards it silently,I hide behind the same tree I wait
I hear them move as they walk around the tree I grab them and push them up against the tree putting my knife up to their throat in front of me so my body is almost touching theirs
A boy about my age with a slim figure about five foot ten
On the top of his head his Dirty-Blonde hair ruffled with a small layer of dirt in it, his eyes are a dark brown with a unusual colour of green merged in together with the Brown around his pupil a wave of surprisement flashes through his eyes
"Who are you?" "Jojen,I'm Jojen Reed"He introduces in a calm tone
"I'm Y/n,I have a Knife"he swallows making his Adam's apple go up then back down again
"I can see that"I lick my cracked lips making them moussed "Why are you here?"he looks at me blankly then sighs
"My group got killed three moons ago up north I was the only survivor I walked south and I ended up here,what are you doing here?"
"I live here" "In the woods?" "No in Winterfell,yes I live here"I comment sarcastically "Do you have shelter?"
"Why do you care?"I sigh rolling my eyes "Can I trust you?"he quickly nods
"Yeah you can trust me....can I trust you?"His eyes fall onto my hand with my knife in it still up at his throat Then back up to my eyes
I take my hand away from his throat and put it in the holder on my waist
"You can trust me....you can stay at my place till you know where your headen"I step away from him he exhales a big breath that he must have been holding
"Thank you"I nod and start to walk away I hear him jogging over to my side We walk for about twenty minutes in silence
"How long have you lived here for?"he asks stepping over a log "Ten years,give or take"
"Ten years? Aren't you alone?" "I'm not alone"he glances at me "You have a brother,sister or a husband?"I smile "No,no husband or family....I have a squirrel"
"A squirrel? How'd you get a squirrel?" "I found her when she was a baby three years ago under a small tree she must of fell off the tree so I took her in and now she hasn't left me ever since"he nods
