Pack Animals |Game of Thrones|

Chapter V - Winterfell

Silver had been expecting the laughter from her sister Arya and her brothers absolutely at the sight of her in a dress, however she had not been expecting to see her mother stifling laughter at the sight of it and Silver's grumpier than imagined expression on her face, was only adding not so needed fuel to the fire. "Go ahead, have a good laugh." She stated and Catelyn Stark burst out laughing and when Robb walked into the room along with Theon, the two of them started laughing and bursting into hysterical laughter. "Mother, when can I wear my armor again?" Silver asked loudly over the laughter and crying of Robb and Theon, as Lady Catelyn Stark was finally regaining control of herself.

"When your Lord Father says that you can." Catelyn said and Silver made quite the face at the words of her lady mother, which caused the boys to double over with laughter yet again as Silver rolled her eyes and she shooed them all out. Robb and Theon both made small bows to her.

"Lady Stark."

"Lady Stark." The two said with mocking little bows to her, as Silver's eyes flashed with fire.

Silver grabbed for her sword and the two ran out of the room, knowing full well that she would not actually go after them, especially not dressed like that. Like a lady, which everyone knew was Silver Stark's absolute worst nightmare.

Silver would have usually simply kicked the door shut, but she was having a fair amount of trouble moving in the hell of a dress that her mother had ordered the servants to shove her into earlier that morning. Silver knew that Robert Baratheon was due to be arriving on the morrow and also she knew, that would be the end of her freedom. Silver was determined to make the most of her final day as the "Wolf of War" as she had heard whispers of the name being applied to her over the years.

Silver used her sword and successfully managed to cut herself out of the horrendous dress-gown thing that her mother had ordered four servants to shove her into and Silver sighed, as she yanked out the pins that her mother had forcibly shoved into her hair. "Seven hells. How much perfume did she spray on me?" She muttered to herself, as she looked at her armor in the corner and she sighed heavily, as her gaze moved over to her bow and quiver, nearly hidden in the dark of her wardrobe. Silver was suddenly smiling again at the sight of it, as she saw the direwolf sigil of House Stark carved into her bow and the hilt of her sword, she spun it around and carefully she held the blade to see the hilt carved with direwolf after direwolf, chasing each other like a pack running together.

Silver wasted no time in buckling up her armor again, buckling her sword belt around her waist and putting her sword away, as she kicked the stupid dress from hell into the corner messily, as she grabbed her bow and quiver from the corner and opened the door, slinging the quiver and longbow across her back as she did.

Silver whistled and Winter came running, as she joined her direwolf and the two of them raced down the hallways and winding corridors of Winterfell's castle that the House Stark had called home for thousands of years, as the two relished their freedom and the pair raced through the courtyard, hardly stopping to shout a surprisingly clear "Hello!" over to Hodor and the rest of the stableboys, as Silver leapt up onto her charger and she clicked her tongue.

Winter ran alongside her as she swiftly caught up to Theon, Robb and Jon all on their own horses, as her charger reared briefly at the sight of them all. "Good to see you back in your natural habitat and normal clothing." For that, Theon managed to barely avoid the smack from Silver, as he was laughing along with the others and she rolled her eyes.

"Very funny, Greyjoy. Shall we see who can bring home the biggest game for the feast tonight?" She asked as they all chuckled and it was the trio of young direwolves that were quickly growing, that bolted off first.

Silver took off in a different direction then the direwolves when she heard a noise and when she caught up to the noise, she silently dismounted from her charger and she tied him up to a nearby branch.

Silver drew a single arrow from her quiver and notched it to the string of her bow, as she walked.

Silver's eyes flashed over to the movement that she saw, which was a proper deer and she softly inhaled as she drew back her bowstring and she leveled it at the deer.

Her bowstring creaked, but the deer looked up too late and it skewered it right through the eye.

Silver raced over to it immediately and she was slinging her bow across her back. Then she was crouching next to it, as she slid a hunting knife out of her belt in case it wasn't quite dead, but she saw that it was and she inhaled softly. "Thank you for feeding us, my friend." She murmured as she removed the arrow carefully and she tied up the deer with a rope, that she always had on her saddle.

Silver stood up with the deer balanced on her shoulders and her eyes were calm, and she walked back to her charger as the horse knickered.

Silver got the deer situated onto the back of her saddle, before she quickly mounted back up herself and Winter came running with a howl, as the pup had brought a rabbit in her jaws. "Aw, good girl." Silver said and she smiled a bit and she clicked her tongue and the horse moved along.

"How do you always get the biggest buck?" Robb complained, as his was almost half the size of hers and Silver shrugged her shoulders, as Jon, Grey Wind and Ghost rejoined them in due time. "Theon is already up on the ridge, he gave up."

"He doesn't give up, Robb. He knows when to stop, there is a difference in that." Silver said and he stuck out his tongue, as Silver rolled her eyes and her horse took off galloping, while the others and the direwolves raced to catch up.