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[wolfskin]

[ Rob was determined to look as much like the king he is when he appears on the locket, but the nervous energy rolling off him in waves makes him looks little more than a boy. Behind him a mass of grey fur and yellow eyes paces around the room. ]

I have been lead to believe members of House Stark are among the numbers here, two boys and two girls. It is imperative that I speak to them. [ Has to know if they are here, if they are safe.] Please tell them Robb is here and needs to see them. None of you are under any obligation to seek them out, though you will have my gratitude if you do.

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[baseborne]

[Oh, here's an odd sight: Jon Snow beaming. He watched the message twice before responding to make sure he wasn't actually seeing things, even as Ghost snorted and pawed about the room impatiently. He needed considerably less convincing.] Robb!

[wolfskin]

[ Grey Wind reacts first, pacing stilled in favor of shoving his way into frame. There, there! He knew and had howled in the night for his silent brother.

Jon. [ His breath catches a laugh, hands trying to stop his willful wolf from shoving him out entirely. ] Gods be good, what has happened to your face?

[baseborne]

[Jon laughs, a raspy noise: amused and glad and wry all at once. Ghost doesn't push Jon out of the way so much as he merely slides his head up under Jon's arm and places himself between the man and the locket. Jon has to spit out a mouthful of white fur before he can talk.] Three bloody years and that's all you can say to me? I don't know why I bothered searching for you at all these feasts. [He cranes his neck so he can see above Ghost's head, and tips the locket up, unintentionally highlighting the scarred up scratches on his cheek and brow, though wolf fur hides the more recent one on his neck.] Where were you hiding this time, anyway? I looked all night.

[wolfskin]

[ The sight only furthers Robb's laughter, the wolves clearly sharing in their joy. Behind him something falls to a wagging tail, though Robb spares it only a momentary glance. ] What are you talking about? Three years? It has scarcely past one since I last saw you.

[ The Wall was supposed to be quite, how bloody hell did Jon get those scars? ]

Caer Scima, and I'm not hiding.

[baseborne]

[Oh. And just like that, the wind is starting to wind down out of his sails. The year thing can wait for later when he panics over it. The biggest issue now is:] They've made some mistake. [Clearly. The other side is full of strange and wild people. He likes a few of them, true enough, but Robb is neither strange nor wild.] --It matters little and less. We live at the Cothromach, it was- [their lord father's] --is Sansa's. She's the Keeper. It won't take part in the war, and you can come, no matter which side you're on.