We had been travelling for most of the night, we stopped in a cave near a river where I cleaned the dried blood off myself when I returned Arya was still asleep. I sat by the fire and took the knife from my boot and began to sharpen it, just as I was running the stone over the blade I cut my fingers, I whimpered quietly not loud enough to wake Arya.
I suddenly heard someone walking towards us, I shifted into my horse form and stood at the entrance of the cave, I saw a man dressed in armour coming towards us, I snorted loudly and threw my head up. "Easy!" He called as he walked closer not relaxing I wasn't a normal horse. I turned my head to the side I knew him and shifted back into human form.
"Brienne?" He asked.
"Jaqen it has been sometime." I smiled and leant against the side of the cave.
"Indeed it has, but I thought you were killed by the white walkers." He said.
"Come on, I'm stronger than that." I said, he huffed a laugh.
"You haven't changed," he smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"I'm here for Arya, she left before I could say goodbye." He answered.
"I see," I said stepping to the side and allowing him inside the cave, area and saw Jaqen they spent a little while talking. As noon made itself present I was practicing my sword skills then they both emerged.
"The girl will come with me," he said, I turned on my heel and locked glances with him.
"She'll do no such thing, I was to get her back to her mother." I said.
"She has no mother, if the rumours are true, Katelyn Stark is dead." He said.
"No!" I exclaimed, Jaqen knew I was upset and hugged me to him, I would cry no tears for the dead but all this was for nothing.
"She'll be safer with me," he whispered in my ear. I pulled away and nodded.
"I respect your decision," I said.
"Go back to your father and Khaleesi you will also be safer." He told me. He gave me one last hug and was beginning to leave.
"Wait!" I called. "Arya come here." She ran over and I handed her my horse headed dagger and hugged her, I then watched them leave. I began my journey to the wall, knowing full well I would be safer there, I stayed in my horse form for as long as I could. The ground under my hooves soon turned to forest and ice, I carefully and slowly crossed across a frozen lake, the cold bitter wind biting into my coat and I had to be careful not to slide over, a broken leg was the last thing I needed.
The wall was in my sights, and it seemed very quiet it unnerved me somewhat, my ears flicked around frantically on my head, I attempted to keep low as I walked to the gate. I suddenly heard roaring coming from the forest, a mammoth started charging towards me,but I couldn't move I was frozen to the spot.
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Bathed In Gold
FanfictionA shape shifter escapes from White Walkers and is injured. She is offered help in Winterfell but is too scared to stay and ends up stumbling upon Khal Drogo The Horse Lord and his queen Daenerys. Khal Drogo and his tribe believe that the shape shift...