#ourgoodwolf

//NOOOOO! NEVAH! i was going to write your name, jojo. because i love my babies and want them to be happy >.<

// with jojo, of course XDDD but we seriously need to rp some bran/meera... then i'll probably ship us too >.>

//i was going to write the same >.>

I'm not saying threesome but threesome

Arya had grown bored and the day was almost over as it was. She had finished the snack that she got from the kitchen and was in need of some entertainment. She wasn't allowed outside after dark and it was almost dark. So she ventured through the halls of Winterfell to find the one man that never disappointed her, her father.

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   Conference was about to start, but no one else was in the conference room than one of the Dragons. Brii curled her hair around her fingers looking at the clock, anxiously waiting for the start. It had been already fifteen minutes, when was Aerys coming...? When were everyone else coming? Finally, after an another fifteen minutes, the door creaked open, Aerys coming in with a terrible rush. Brii slammed her hands against the table and prepared to get up, but before she could do anything than to push the chair below her, Aegon opened his mouth to speak.

   "Brii, no one else is coming. You're our last hope."

   What? She asked herself mouth partially opening and her head tilting to the side. She feared of the worst, maybe she was going to get kicked out. True, she hadn't had much jobs to do because the Dragons preferred brutal slaughters when she was more like a sneaky type of a killer. That's why she had always been an outcast in the gang. With muttering voice she asked: "I--- I'm not sure if I understand what you mean, boss---"

   "What? You don't understand the common tongue?" His tone was nervous. Brii gulped, letting her head drop against her chest in shame, before Aerys continued with demanding voice. "That one of the pathetic last wolves of the Starks is still running away from us. You are the stealthiest of all the Dragons, you don't look like most of us so I trust this job to you. Your job is to kill him and come back in one piece."

   Aerys left the room slamming the door behind him. Brii was left there alone and she sighed. This was going to be her biggest job yet. She never knew if the job she was admitted to was a good or a bad thing; she didn't like the killing very much but as cold-hearted as she had grown she had learned to do it to pay her expenses. She sighed deeply, got up and picked her bag, leaving the room herself.

   Night crawled it way up to the sky, casting everything under its shadow alongside with all the clouds veiling even the moon on the sky. Brii took the last look from her pocket mirror, checked she had everything with her, got out of the car and waved the driver leave. She turned around sighing, seeing a neon billboard hanged above a big door of a local pub. Bob's Billiard Pub..? How creative. She stepped now across the street the heels of her shoes clopping against the asphalt, her red night dress licking her feminine legs. Door opened creaking and the doorbell rang, inviting her in. Immediately the owner came to greet her, but the Dragon's ignorance towards him and the arch of her eyebrows told him to back off. Ambers explored the crowd in the oub as she tried to find the wolf before she could see light brown locks of a young figure that seemed all too familiar. Just to be sure Brii carefully checked the picture of his face from her purse and identifying him she decided to get in the action.