The Hound, The Imp, and The Cripple // Sandor Clegane

Perfect for him

After a while of walking kitty started to slow, the cold metal piercing her leg causing it to throb. She paused leaning on ghost for support. Tyrion stopped and ran to her side holding out a hand for her to lean on.

"My dear, what happened? How can i be of assistance?"

"No, its just my leg. I'm not used to walking this much without my cane..."

"I didn't realize, you could have told me and we would have returned." Tyrion looked around. They were deep in the woods now. He could run back but that would take awhile and he could yell but no one would hear them over the noise of the party still in full swing.

"I didnt want to be rude. Besides I am enjoying your company Tyrion." He looked at the pained expression on her face and saw sincerity. She was actually enjoying time with him.

"And I you Katarina... I'm afraid I am not the strongest man in the world. If I was I would carry you back in an instant..." Tyrion had never hated being little more than he did right now. This woman, this sweet woman was in pain and there was nothing he could do to ease it.

"I just need to rest a moment and then I should be fine." She told him trying to keep a smile on her face as her leg continued to throb and scream out at her to stop moving.

"Will your dog get your brother?" Tyrion asked looking to the wolf snuggled up next to kitty's feet as she sat down on a fallen tree.

"Yes, that's a good idea. Ghost. Get jon. Get jon." She repeated and ghost was off at a sprint.

"Next time you are in pain and need to rest please tell me." Tyrion begged as he moved to rub her back hoping to distract her from some of the pain.

"Next time?" she questioned with a smile.

"Well I most certainly hope there will be a next time." He smiled down at her and she up at him. Tyrion wanted to lean in and kiss her but the thundering off footsteps came faster than he expected.

"Kitty!" Jon called out as ghost lead him to them. "Love what happened?" he shot Tyrion a glare.

"I just walked to far, my leg is throbbing. Don't blame Tyrion I didn't say I needed help it is my fault I'm in this predicament." Jons gaze softened as he looked to his sister.

"Alright," he reached his armed out and scooped her up.

"I just meant to use you are a crutch jon." Kitty laughed in his arms.

"This is easier and better for your leg." Jon explained as he walked at a brisk pace leaving Tyrion to try and fail to keep up.

"Goodnight Katarina." Tyrion called through the darkness.

"Goodnight Tyrion." She called back and even though he couldn't see her, he felt himself blush. She was perfect. Perfect for him. He just had to figure out how to make it happen.