'red fucking wedding they are calling it.' Sandor muttered. 'they killed everyone that would have taken the little bitch.'
'hey I'm right here and i can hear you!' arya spat back. kitty had lost her brother and her mother and her father... she didn't know what was to come of sansa or even if she was still alive. Jon at the wall. Was he alive? Bran and rickon were dead. Theon their friend had betrayed them and killed their brothers... She didn't have any hope that Jon was alive. It was hunting season and starks were dropping like flies.
Kitty thought that the death ofher mother would have made her feel something but she didn't. she felt sad losing robb but mainly kitty was annoyed. She was supposed to start a new life. Dump arya with any stark that would take her and start a new life with sandor. That didn't look like it was going to happen.
It was a silent ride, they had ditched the wagon and where back to a single horse, the three of them piled on top of each other.
'none of the starks had anything to say after that meal!' a group of men sat around the fire, arya and Kitty listened as they spoke about the red wedding. Robb and Catelyn's fall. They were laughing as if it was the best thing in the world...
'tell you what though the hardest thing was getting the wolfs head to stay on the body.' Arya had enough, she jumped down, moved to the men quickly. Sandor muttered a few curses before stopping the horse.
'Stay.' he told kitty. 'you get the fuck out of here if something happens.' He told her running after arya. Kitty sat uselessly looking back at the scene unfold.
'what we ending up doing was we hooked the needle right on the collar bone..' arya made her way behind the man speaking, the others watched curiously. Their eyes drifting to Arya. 'give it a nice firm... what do you want.'
'mind if I keep warm?' arya asked.
'fuck off.'
'but I'm are hungry. And very cold.' Arya said sweetly.
'does fuck off mean something else where you come from?'
'ive got money.' Arya held out the coin jaqen gave her.
'what kind of coin is that?' the man asked.
'its worth a lot.' He reached out for it and she dropped it to the ground. 'sorry.' She said innocently.
'you little shit.' He muttered picking it up and when he bent down arya snapped. She stabbed the man, she kept stabbing him. Over and over again. Sandor marched over and finished the last man,
'where did you get the knife?' sandor asked arya coming up behind her.
'from you.' She held it up for him he took it looking down at where it was usually kept, the little thief.
'was that the first man you killed?' sandor asked.
'the first man.' Arya confirmed.
'next time you are going to do something like that, tell me first.' Sandor said looking to kitty she was nawing nervously at her lip as she watched them come back to the horse.
'valar morghulis' arya said picking up her coin.
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'I'm hungry, kitty is hungry, youre hungry.' Arya complained as they looked through the bushes at a tavern.
'five horses. Five men. More than I feel like killing on an empty stomach.' Sandor told them. But arya wasn't ready to leave. Two men walked out to take a piss and arya grabbed sandor's hand pointing at one of the guards.
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The Hound, The Imp, and The Cripple // Sandor Clegane
FanfictionWhere three broken people find solace in each other. Katarina stark is the eldest child of Catelyn and Ned stark but she was flawed. With only one leg her mother distanced herself and treated her like a stranger so the rest of the family followed s...
