He shrugged indifferently. And as if to pass the time waiting for Nymeria to return, he began to voice his own thoughts about the wolves in the Riverlands.
"There's lots of wolves in the Riverlands. More than ever, these days. They say it's a huge wolf pack, led by some monster she-wolf. They've gone savage of late, not just attacking game in the forest, but attacking men. It don't matter to them if it's Frey or Bloody Mummers they kill, or just poor shepherd folk." He shook his head. "We'll be lucky if these woods are only half so dangerous as our own."
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"There's lots of wolves in the Riverlands. More than ever, these days. They say it's a huge wolf pack, led by some monster she-wolf. They've gone savage of late, not just attacking game in the forest, but attacking men. It don't matter to them if it's Frey or Bloody Mummers they kill, or just poor shepherd folk." He shook his head. "We'll be lucky if these woods are only half so dangerous as our own."