Frost // Tyrion Lannister // Sandor Clegane

Sandor

Catalina loved dogs. She could often be found with the dogs in the kennel. So she often ran into the cleganes.

Gregor scared her threatening to rip her limb from limb. Sandor pulled her behind him. But Catalina let out a cold breath sending gregor into a state of shock. He collapsed to the ground sandor stood amazed.

'What the fuck was that?' He asked taking a step back from her but she spun around to him.

'I wont hurt you,' she told him. 'I promise.'

'Is he dead?'

'Not yet.' Catalina moved outside the kennel and called for help rather monotone considering the state of the beast.

'How did ya do that?' sandor questioned.

'Its in my blood.'

Sandor had seen the girl, tywins wards many times over the years but she was like a precious breakable thing to be kept away from the world. At least that what it seemed. Whenever she was in the kennels she would smile and say hello but her focus was on the dogs. Sandor's father had told both gregor and sandor to stay away from the girl. Not to frighten her. She was tywins ward and if anything happened to her it would be all their heads. So obviously gregor had to go and threaten her the next time he saw her. Sandor thought today would be the day he killed his brother. But a smoke like haze flew out of the girls mouth. She didnt utter a word just breathed it seemed and gregor was on the ground. The only signs he was still alive was his blinking eyes and the unsteady rise and fall of his large chest.

The girl didnt look scared at all. In fact she looked smug. Content.

'Good thing you didnt kill him,' sandor told her and she looked up at him.

'Whys that?' Catalina questioned him. 'He threatened to rip me limb from limb i should have frozen him from the inside out so he can never hurt anyone again.'

'Alright Killer.' Sandor chuckled.  'But i wanna be the one to kill him.' Sandor told her

'He do that to your face?' She questioned softly as measters came and tended to gregor. They had dealt with catalina's out bursts before and knew what to do as long as treated fast enough gregor would be fine.

'Aye. He did it.' Sandor told her once they were alone.

'Why?'

'You ask a lot of questions.' he told her turning away but she followed after him.

'Sorry.' She looked down to her feet a trail of snow in her wake 'but why did he?' Sandor didn't know why he was telling her this, he just meet her. this was the first real conversation they were having and he was telling her the worst moment of his life.

'you had brothers didn't you?' sandor questioned.

'Yes. I had two. They were much older. I don't really remember them. But I have this.' She pulled out a little snowflake necklace from around her neck.

'Your brother gave you that?' she nodded, 'well my brother gave me this.' He pointed to his face. His scarred face. 'He pressed me to the fire like I was a nice juicy mutton chop.'

'Why?' Catalina asked, her fingers reaching up to touch his face gently with cold fingers.

'He thought I stole one of his toys. I didnt steal it I was just playing with it....' Catalina stood quietly hands moving along his face, he closed his eyes. 'the pain was bad, the smell was worse. But the worst thing was my brother did it... my father protected him. And told everyone my bed had caught fire...' there was a long heartbreaking silence.

'Hes awful.'

'The worst Killer. The absolute worst.' Sandor confirmed.

'Do you want to be friends?' Catalina questioned

'Friends?' He didnt have any friends.

'Yeah friends?' She smiled up at him.

'Id like that.'

'I used to have a friend but he doesnt like me anymore.' Catalina informed him as they walked

'Who was that?'

'Tyrion' she admitted.

'Why doesnt the little cunt like you? You freeze his tiney tiny balls off?' Sandor questioned with a laugh.

'What? No. I think it's because hes a man now and im still a kid. Thats what tywin says anyways.' Catalina told him.

'Its for the best. I cant be friends with someone thats friends with the imp,' sandor informed her. Catalina slapped him.

'Maybe when im a grown up he will want to be my friend again,' catalina said hopefully.

'How old are you Killer?'

'Im 9,' she told him. 'How old are you?'

'Im not a kid.' He informed her

'Well that's obvious,' catalina told him smiling down to her feet. 'Does mean you don't want to be my friend either?'

'I'll be your friend, Killer... How do you do that?' He questioned feeling the cold breeze behind them seeing the snowy footprints in her wake.

'Oh sorry. Its too warm here i get over heated to fast. I used to live in the north, I was born in the north, the northest of north.' Catalina told him.

'The northest or north?' sandor questioned down to her.

'Yeah, and still havent gotten used to the heat yet. Six years later, I guess the heat isn't for Frosts.' she added.

'Why stay here then?'

'Where else would i go? Tywin is all i have left. Hes taken me in and protected me' catalina told him.

'I dont think you need any protection killer.'