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[wolfchild]

Room Filter;
[ Arya has a pile of clothes on the floor. One by one, she cuts and rips them. Miraculously, not a single dress has fallen victim. That honor fell upon a grey robe of rough spun wool and a fine page's outfit, which bears on its breast the flayed man of Bolton. The flayed man is the first thing she cuts. ]

Friends;
Who's still here?

Rabbit;
Do you have more of those chocolate eggs?

Frodo;
[ She has the ghosts return his cloak to him. ]

You ought have your cloak back.

Zelos;
[ S'up Zelos. This is a home invasion. And by home invasion I mean she's standing on the sidewalk in front of the house long after night fell. ]

Wake up, stupid!

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[wilder]

[Oh crap you're right I totally did. What a failure I am. And shush you, you come from a canon where if there's not 10,000 words to describe something it's incomplete]

A pokemon. She shouldn't, just don't startle her.

[The vulpix sniffs the hand carefully, being slow to warm up because she can smell DIREWOLF on you, but not biting your hand off so that's cool]

[Zelos meanwhile plops down in the armchair]

[wolfchild]

I won't. [ She smiles wanly. ] It feels like forever ago Nymeria was this small. Septa Mordane didn't like the direwolves so Mother didn't let me have her in my room or she'd have slept in bed with me. I miss her. She was always warm.

[ Lifting her head, she takes notice of the drawings. ] Did you do those?

[wilder]

Isn't she here now?

Uh- [oh crap forgot about that] Just some stupid thing from last year, it's nothing.

[wolfchild]

[ Not that Arya knows because emotionally immature child feeding turned savage direwolf her riotous emotions was just asking for someone to die that first day. ]

I want to see.

[ She takes off her cloak and lays it on the floor to sit on it. The laces on the back of her dress are awkwardly done up as she simply struggled to get it shut without caring how it looked. ]

Did you do it all yourself?

[wilder]

[He meanwhile is going to cross his arms and feel so incredibly awkward.]

Yeah...mostly from stencils and stuff. I'm no artist.

[wolfchild]

[ Arya is trying oh so hard not to laugh. She holds out her hand. ]

Give me something to write. If you've colors, I need those.

[wilder]

[Yep never letting anyone up here EVER AGAAAAAIN his cool points can't take it]

Uh, should be stuff in the bottom drawer of the desk.

[Paints and markers and what not- goddess he's regretting this already]

[wolfchild]

[ Arya crawls over on her hands and knees and takes out everything she could use. She takes them with her back to her spot by the wall. Picking a clean space near everything he'd done, she grabs a black marker to start drawing the outline. She stops, tip the wall. ]

You turn around! You can't peek!

[wilder]

What?

[THATS OMINOUS but fine it's easier not to watch the man points deplete]

Alright, alright! Turning around!

[And he does so, turning to look at the opposite wall. Curry meanwhile gets up to sniff out wtf is going on with Arya out of curiosity, though knows to keep distance so not to knock anything over]

[wolfchild]

[ You have no man points ever. Eeeeever. Praise your lucky stars Arya can't tell Gwaine about this or you'd be so screeeeewed.

Arya smiles at Curry and reaches to scratch her head. Turning back to the wall, she starts drawing her ~masterpiece~. Masterpiece here meaning the only drawing she has made not under duress. ]

I don't know where Nymeria is. [ in answer to your previous question. ] Mother and Henry haven't seen her since I got back. Last time, I found her when I went to the Dead Zone. [ If it weren't for the snow she'd be out there now. ]

[wilder]

Huh. Maybe she ran out into the woods or something.

If she's around, I'm sure she'll be back eventually. If not, maybe we can find someone to help track her.

[wolfchild]

I guess. She'll be happier outside anyway. She's made for cold. I just hope she finds enough food.

[wilder]

I'm sure she'll be fine.

[Curry on the other hand, seemingly understanding that the direwolf is NOWHERE NEAR, relaxes a bit more. She steps over and curls around Arya from the side, letting her six very warm tails curl around the girl. Vulpixes have fires inside them, so it probably feels like getting a furry heated blanket]

[wolfchild]

[ She stops drawing long enough to stroke Curry's fur. ]

Where did you find her? I think you told me once, but I don't remember.

[wilder]

During a world change. We were all given a pokemon, and she was mine.

Somehow came back with me.

[wolfchild]

What's special about them?

[wilder]

Well, she's at least smarter than normal animals. And she used to be able to shoot out flames and control fire. Though now she just spits it out when she gets too hot.

[wolfchild]

She spits fire? [ UH... ]

[wilder]

Don't worry, she was only doing that in the summer.

It's said she has an eternal fire inside her. So when things get too hot, she spits some out to cool herself.

[wolfchild]

[ ....looking down at curry. yep. never pissing this one off. ]

I guess it fits.

[wilder]

[GOOD PLAN.]

Does it?

[wolfchild]

That you'd get one made of fire. You're like fire if I think of it.

[ She leans closer to the wall to try to fix a mistake. That done, she drops the black marker and grabs the colored ones to start coloring in the drawing. ]

Not because of the hair or-or the ball of fire you use. You're good and warm, but I pity whoever thinks they're your master. You'd burn so quick.

[wilder]

[a pause to consider it, then he chuckles]

Huh. Makes sense when you put it that way.

[wolfchild]

[ She pouts at the red marker. She shakes it a few times before putting it back to the wall. ]

No peeking yet!

[wilder]

Heeey! I'm no peeking!