Very loud future AU muse. Canon is A Song of Ice and Fire

[nightwolf]

You won't find anywhere for me to go, here or in the other place. You've already trapped me, when I was younger. It won't be so easy for you now. You can't keep the night wolf away, she comes and goes as she pleases.

And she has a taste for blood. Gold blood. If you're to have anything to do with my life, find me some.

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[daughters_of_janus]

Oh blood? I do still need to find a source.

Do you think you could share if you find some?

[nightwolf]

I intend it to soak the ground when I'm done.

[daughters_of_janus]

Aw, you wouldn't leave any for me? [All the pouting.]

[nightwolf]

What have they done to you? [Arya just. Thinks she wants to kill some Lannisters too.]

[daughters_of_janus]

Nothing duckling, I just need some blood.

Beasts are more quiet when they're full.

[nightwolf]

I'm not a duckling.

[daughters_of_janus]

Would you prefer kitten? It's just a nickname sweety.

[nightwolf]

I am not your sweety, either.

[daughters_of_janus]

Oh you are so boring.

What should I call you then little wolf?

[nightwolf]

Nothing. I have no name.

[Yet. For now. Something like that. She's relearning her name.]

[daughters_of_janus]

Then why won't you let me give you a nickname?

[pout]

[nightwolf]

Night wolf.

[daughters_of_janus]

Alright, Night wolf. I'm guessing by the way you're not mauling me to bits that you're not a werewolf?

[nightwolf]

You mean a warg?

[daughters_of_janus]

I don't know, what is a warg?

[nightwolf]

A skinchanger. I'm the night wolf; when I dream, I slip into her skin. [And maybe a little more, but she won't tell.]

[daughters_of_janus]

Werewolves are something like that then but they can change when they want and are brutes no matter what.

[forashilling]

Blood and such things ain't good things fer ladies, ma'am.

[nightwolf]

Good thing I'm not a lady, then.

[forashilling]

Pardon me, ma'am. Ye look jest like one.

[nightwolf]

Then I'll change my face and I won't any longer. I'll never be a lady.

[forashilling]

Pity, that. Once knew a lady tough as she pleases, and commanded a whole troop of men. Had 'em all under 'er thumb, more obedient than puppies ta 'er command.

[nightwolf]

Then she was a warrior.

[forashilling]

Ye think so, ma'am?

[nightwolf]

She commanded a troop, you said so yourself!