Flame // Sandor Clegane

Lets not die, Beric

Chama separated her hair in two sections, braiding each before winding them up into a bun. Kit jumped at her feet happily.

'you ready?' chama questioned. He bounced up into her arms, kissing her cheeks. Her laugh echoed through the forest, beric and the others watched her. they were lord of light followers but she was truly a little light.

'firefly.' Beric called. 'don't get to far.' He instructed. They had taken down the Lannister raiders easily enough and Kit needed some fun. Chama needed some fun.

'I can catch up.' She informed him with a mischievous grin. She put Kit back down and they took off in a sprint.

Things went back to normal, helping people, spreading the words and trying not to let Beric die in the process. That was a challenge within itself.

'only the lord of light can judge you now.' beric told the man, he stood anxiously before him.

'Yeah, yeah, bring it old man!' the soldier shouted. Beric stepped forward but chama shook her head.

'I don't need you dying again.' Chama told him. Thoros smirked.

'The little girl?' the man questioned. 'I would rather fuck ya then kill you.'

'not really an option here.' Chama informed him.

'you sure?' he licked at his lips.

'Thoros, do you thing.' Chama demanded pulling out her blade. The man grinned watching her.

'Lord cast your light upon us' Thoros said into the fire

'Cast your light upon us!' the rest echoed.

'Show us your truth.' Thoros said 'strike this man down if he is guilty and give strength to his sword if he is true Lord of light give us wisdom for the night is dark and full of terrors.'

'For the night is dark and full of terrors.' They repeated. Slicing chamas hand, she ignited her sword. The man faulted back.

'yeah,' she said grinning. 'hot right?' beric and thoros stood back grins on their faces, watching her approach the soldier. He grunted before attacking. But chama was skilled. Ducking, weaving, her blade snapped from her grip though, the soldier picked it up. Kit yipped but chama held a hand out keeping him back as she got to her feet. the man admired the flame lite sword before turning to chama. Launching herself at him, she kicked her leg up, hitting him in the face, he spat blood and a tooth onto the ground. Before he could compose himself chama kicked a leg up, suddenly on his shoulders, he dropped the sword and blade burning at his feet, she wrapped her hands around his neck. Gripping his chin and twisting. He fell, she landed, him between her legs. She stood up slowly the victor. A round of cheers erupted in the cave their congratulations, hoots and howls into the night echoed bouncing around the cave, into the wind.

'maybe we should leave the fighting to chama?' Finn suggested.

'Yeah, ive never had to resurrect Cha cha before,' thoros added.

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Many moons had gone by since they had last seen arya and they hadn't heard anything about what the red woman did with Gendry, chama still felt bad about that but they kept going. But moon after moon, chama noticed kit getting slower, tiring easily. He rode on Cavall in her lap as they traveled.

'I think hes sick.' Chama told them.

'who?' thoros questioned.

'Kitsune.' Chama told him.

'something contagious? He got rabies or something?' Finn questioned.

'no, hes just...'

'old.' Beric suggested.

'no, hes fine hes not old.' Chama insisted.

'hes not young anymore Chama.' Beric reminded him. 'he should have died many years ago. You saved him you gave him a long life.'

'no. that's not...' chama looked down to him. He seemed to smile up at her. his once white chin was grey his fur matted slightly she picked at the fur. Kitsune used to always groom himself, when did he stop? He cuddled into her.