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Hiya! I do not. Bran is outdoorsy by nature; he’s not “unsatisfied with the world around him.” Quite the contrary–he loves Winterfell, in and of itself, in a way that foreshadows his weirwood-god destiny: 

To a boy, Winterfell was a grey stone labyrinth of walls and towers and courtyards and tunnels spreading out in all directions. In the older parts of the castle, the halls slanted up and down so that you couldn’t even be sure what floor you were on. The place had grown over the centuries like some monstrous stone tree, Maester Luwin told him once, and its branches were gnarled and thick and twisted, its roots sunk deep into the earth.

When he got out from under it and scrambled up near the sky, Bran could see all of Winterfell in a glance. He liked the way it looked, spread out beneath him, only birds wheeling over his head while all the life of the castle went on below. Bran could perch for hours among the shapeless, rain-worn gargoyles that brooded over the First Keep, watching it all: the men drilling with wood and steel in the yard, the cooks tending their vegetables in the glass garden, restless dogs running back and forth in the kennels, the silence of the godswood, the girls gossiping beside the washing well. It made him feel like he was lord of the castle, in a way even Robb would never know.

Bran basically wants to be Winterfell, which metaphysically speaking, is pretty much what’s happening in that cave. 

The only reason Bran is confined to the indoors and turns to the wonders unlocked inside his head is because Jaime throws him from the tower. And he’s deeply depressed afterwards in large part because he wants to be outside; his very first post-coma chapter starts with him heartsick as he watches Rickon run with the wolves. Bran associates being outside with his Stark-ness. This desire and self-conception naturally encourage his nascent warging abilities, and Bran tries his best to communicate to Maester Luwin what’s happening to him–in a childish way, of course, because “we’re children, we’re supposed to be childish.”

“I’d sooner be a wolf. Then I could live in the wood and sleep when I wanted, and I could find Arya and Sansa. I’d smell where they were and go save them, and when Robb went to battle I’d fight beside him like Grey Wind. I’d tear out the Kingslayer’s throat with my teeth, rip, and then the war would be over and everyone would come back to Winterfell. If I was a wolf…” He howled. “Ooo-ooo-oooooooooooo.”

Luwin raised his voice. “A true prince would welcome—”

“AAHOOOOOOO,“ Bran howled, louder. “OOOO-OOOO-OOOO.”

Bran’s ACOK storyline takes the form of an internal struggle between the Winged Wolf and the Stark-in-Winterfell. In the end, the former wins, although that path has brought Bran back to Winterfell metaphysically, as we see in ADWD (via Theon as well as Bran himself). 

“Bran was going to be a knight himself someday” (AGOT) // “I want to be a knight” (ACOK) // “When he’d been little, all he had ever dreamed of was being a knight.” (ASOS) // “I was going to be a knight, Bran remembered.” (ADWD)

while Rhaegar treats knighthood like just another duty, as if it’s just another item on the burdensome Checklist of the Prophesied Hero of Epic Fantasy

“As a young boy, the Prince of Dragonstone was bookish to a fault. He was reading so early that men said Queen Rhaella must have swallowed some books and a candle whilst he was in her womb. Rhaegar took no interest in the play of other children. The maesters were awed by his wits, but his father’s knights would jest sourly that Baelor the Blessed had been born again. Until one day Prince Rhaegar found something in his scrolls that changed him. No one knows what it might have been, only that the boy suddenly appeared early one morning in the yard as the knights were donning their steel. He walked up to Ser Willem Darry, the master-at-arms, and said, ‘I will require sword and armor. It seems I must be a warrior.’” (ASOS)

And throughout the books, I think GRRM is playing with this idea of knighthood: what does it mean to be a knight? A true knight? Because when men like Gregor Clegane hold a knighthood, the whole system is bankrupt and “knight” becomes nothing but an empty word, one that GRRM then spends 5 books, 5 prequels, and a companion guide trying to fill up again, to redefine, as something more than the “silken pennants waving in the wind, the gleam of sunlight on bright steel and gilded spurs”.

Because I think Bran is going to be GRRM’s masterpiece of knighthood. 

Initially Bran is caught up in the empty imagery of knighthood, fixed on this idea that a knight is armor and a horse and a lance: “bright armor and streaming banners, lance and sword, a warhorse between his legs.” I think it’s as @poorquentyn says, that there is this internal struggle of the Winged Wolf vs the Stark-in-Winterfell throughout ACOK, and I think one aspect of that struggle is this choice between knight/protector/wolf vs ruler, something GRRM starts off Bran II with: “There were guests in Winterfell, visitors come for the harvest feast. This morning they would be tilting at quintains in the yard. […] Bran had never asked to be a prince. It was knighthood he had always dreamed of”. 

Throughout all of his princely duties, “the distant clash of arms through the windows” calls to Bran. Knighthood is Bran’s destiny, and his narrative throughout the books is learning what knighthood is actually about, in my opinion: bravery, justice, and above all, protecting people.

“In the name of the Warrior I charge you to be brave.” // “I’m a prince of the north, a Stark of Winterfell, almost a man grown, I have to be as brave as Robb.”

“In the name of the Father I charge you to be just.” // When giving their oaths of fealty, the Reeds call upon Bran to deliver justice.

“In the name of the Mother I charge you to defend the young and innocent.” // “That it’s a fool boy who mocks a giant, and a mad world when a cripple has to defend him.”

“In the name of the Maid I charge you to protect all women.” I’m waiting for whatever is going to happen to Meera in TWOW, as well as whatever the rest of the vows of knighthood are. 

Unlike Rhaegar, Bran isn’t just going through the motions in an effort to control and direct prophecy. Bran wants to defend people, he stands up against injustice without any prompting, he’s naturally brave, liking the scary stories best. It’s this protector/defender role – this true knighthood – that makes Bran the lynchpin of the entire story, humanity’s champion against the Others in a fight that will put the victories of Ser Barristan the Bold and Symeon Star-Eyes and Aemon the Dragonknight to shame. 

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domestic cats, on the other hand, do know how to make friends. they are friendly to the point that lots of feral cats live in colonies— the females hang out together, even raise kids together, and the males like to spend nonsexual time with their baby mommas. they groom each other, play around, and have a particular tail position to signal to one another— straight up with the tip curled— that they’re friendly and happy to see each other. cats learned how to be chill with each other in order to take full advantage of human food sources: an ancient granary supplies enough rats for a lot of cats, as does a modern lady with a big bag of frisky bits, so it would be a waste of time and energy for any one cat to try and stake the entire foodsource out for exclusive use. less fighting means more eating and resting which means a longer, nicer life and a lot more kittens. 

so this stray cat, she obviously has no colony if she’s wandering around and sneaking into zoo enclosures, so she’s like ‘hey! there’s food here! what up, other cat, let’s be friends, let’s be friends and share that food’. and the bobcat is like ‘??????’ because actually wild cats are pretty cautious about initiating hostilities and anything new and aggressive makes them very worried. and the domestic cat is like ‘haha cool, ok, we’re friends now, big guy. no problems.’ and the bobcat is like ‘????? well…?? ok?’ and then they are friends. 

the super interesting thing about most wild cat species is they don’t really have the capacity to make friends on their own, especially outside of sibling bonds, but, if someone comes along and does all the friend-making themselves, they’ll totally roll with it. zoo cats can get really attached to their caregivers— or, in this case, a very confident little calico demonstrating exactly why her species has been so darn successful over the last nine thousand years .