Apr. 25th, 2014

aliased: (with nymera)
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[ arya looks absolutely pleased when the locket turns on, happier than she's looked since arriving here. tilting her chin up, she gives a half grin before--] Watch this. [ she looks off screen for a moment (and in the background, you might see a cloak of the colors and sigil of house stark, hanging on the poster of the bed, but let's not talk about that.]

Nymeria. Shoes. [ she points to her shoes off screen, snaps her fingers, and points to the bed. but nothing happens, which only makes arya's smile fade into a patient annoyance.] Nymeria. Bring my shoes here. [ again, there's a pause as she waits for something to happen. and again, nothing really happens except for arya frowning more.]

Nymeria! No! [ then there's a flash of fur, whoever is watching will catch sight of a direwolf, not full grown (for now), the size of a regular wolf, before it snatches the locket from its hanging spot and then the world is spinning as she carries it to arya. dropping it on the ground in favor of jumping up to lick arya's face instead.

arya laughs, pushing the wolf down to reach for the locket to turn off, feeling a little embarrassed that showing off her wolf didn't work out as well as it should have.]


I guess you were never really good at fetching, Nymeria. [ CLICK. ]