"Come Daenerys, you must continue to make haste!" Ser Jorah yelled galloping along on his stallion through out the northern woods, the young Daenerys trying to keep up.
The young Daenerys had just turned 9 and tradition, the stark children are brought to the cold cold woods, the lands coated in white snow. As tradition like her older brothers John and Robb, it is Daenerys turn to pick or find her very own dire wolf, in which she was excited instead of being sick of her brothers taunts of them having one and not her.
As they trenched into the woods deeper and deeper, the snow grew thicker along with the coldness, making the young girl and her protector along with a few night watchers, making sure their journey feel safer. Although their journey is long there was still no sign of a dire wolf pup.
"my young girl, we have been out here for ours, we must head back before sundown and we can try again tomorrow"
Daenerys frowned at the thought of having to quit her quest and "try again tomorrow". She didn't want that, she did not want to return empty handed and have her brothers tease her for the rest of the night.
"please can we not stay out here and set up camp for the night?"
She pleaded before hearing a small sigh from Ser Jorah and pulling a holt with his horse, drawing the attention to his men before telling them that they were staying in the woods until Daenerys found her new pet. The men instantly got to work gathering wood for fire along with making shelters. Ser Jorah turned his attention back to the young girl explain they will continue tomorrow since they need rest and some food since the have been travelling all day, Daenerys agreed and began getting off her horse and preparing for her evening.
"winter is coming"
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The fire began to die down and everyone on camp was fast asleep, except Daenerys, throughout the night she has been hearing strange noises and howling and it started to frighten her but also making her curious but eventually curiosity got the better of her and she began putting on her fur coat and getting a lamp before wondering off far from the camp and finding her way to where the sounds were coming from.
It wasn't long until Daenerys found out where the sounds were coming from, the young girl was hiding behind a huge tree watching the scene unfold before her. In the distant she could see what makes out to be a man but not human like grasping a hold of a small dire wolf pup, the pup yelping in pain as loud as possible, it hurt Daenerys heart and she had to do something, as the thought left her mind the girl was already making her way to the pup and mysterious man, sprinting towards them both.
" stop! let them go!"
Daenerys yelled causing the mans attention to turn to her, giving Daenerys a chance to get a better look at the man. But it was not a man in particular, the creature had a crown like horns instead of hair, his face looking curled and twisted with lines and wrinkles, his skin as white as the snow that has fallen with piercing blue eyes. The man wore what looked to be armour but no weapon and he stared at Daenerys before swiftly making his way over to the young girl grasping her into the air with his hand around her neck making Daenerys gasp for air.
All Daenerys could remember is that the man chanted something strange before Daenerys eyes went black sending her off into sleep until dawn. When she awake she awoke to Ser Jorah holding onto her galloping back to Winterfell, hearing the guards yelling to open the gates and letting them both inside.
Upon arriving in the courtyard were small folk surrounded the man and the child getting of the horse where Lord and Lady Stark hurriedly made their way over, Ned taking a hold of his daughter, gripping her in his arms and soothing her by stroking her hair asking what has happened.
Ser Jorah tried his best to explain what was happened before the young girl spoke.
"I seen him, I have seen the man we fear, the night king, I think and he tried to hurt a pup, where is the pup?"
"Not to worry child she is right here" Ser Jorah smiled taking the small pup from a servants hands giving it to Daenerys, in which she smiled and speaking the name of the pup.
"Wintersnow"
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