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

Map

"where are we?' Arya asked looking around, she didn't recognize anything.

'near fair market... I think.'

'you think?' arya questioned. 'you don't have a map?'

'No I don't have a map.'

'maybe we should get one.'

'where would we get a map?' kitty questioned.

'alright just point out the next map shop you see and ill buy you one.' Sandor joked.

'how far is it to the errie?'

'Far.' Sandor replied.

'and your sure we are going the right way?'

'sandor has gotten us this far, are you really still questioning his skills arya?' kitty questioned.

'Thank you flower. And believe me girl I want you there as soon as I can. I want my gold and I will be on my way.' Sandor said.

'where will you go?' arya questioned.

'I might book passage across the narrow sea... fight as a sell sword... kitty and I could start over.' Sandor told her.

'I would like to see Bravvos one day.' Arya told him.

'why Bravvos?'

'I have friends there.' arya said, friends kitty thought. Arya was like venom she couldn't have friends that actually put up with her. all she had done since they found her was try and kill sandor and ignore or spit insults at kitty, her own blood.

'I doubt it.' Sandor remarked.

'whats In the errie?' arya asked.

'you have an aunt.' Sandor said thinking through the family tree.

'Ive never met her.'

'lady of the veil.' Kitty recalled. 'the veil,' kitty never wanted to return there. last she was there her aunt had tried to have her sent through the moon door. Her cousin robin had wanted to make her and Tyrion fly. Her mother had demaned both their heads. Kitty tensed at the memory and sandor hugged her close feeling the change in posture.

'its alright, youre not staying.' Sandor told her. 'just dropping the little bitch off.' Sandor reminded her.

''but we've never even meet her!' arya repeated.

'lets hope she wants you.' Sandor grumbled.