#thefacelesswolf

The crunching of snow under hoof grew louder as the small group approached Winterfell, the breeze and gentle snow fall making the white sun blazing upon the visitors back even brighter. Borem, Rickard, and a small contingent of Karstark warriors walked through the snow, enjoying what light weather they could as they closed in on Winterfell. Karhold was currently under a rather cruel blizzard, nothing it couldn't handle, but it was certainly annoying to go outside. It was actually pleasant here, a fact that Borem enjoyed immensely. Snow was only so nice to look at until your fingers started to hurt from the chill. Entering through the gates, Borem slipped from his horse, smiling wide at the ones that had come to greet him.

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❝——A great injustice has befallen the Starks of Winterfell. Whilst Robb Stark was my enemy calling himself 'King in the North', I bear no ill-will to the rest of his kin. Eddard Stark was a just man, even when the blade cleft his head from neck.

An uncommon demeanor appears, a crawling emotion of pity, neither endearing nor disdainful. It is one that sits upon a throne of neutrality.

     After Sansa and Rickon had successfully reclaimed the North from the Lannisters and the Boltons, Rickon had only two things on his mind. Those two goals were revenge for the North and reuniting with the rest of his remaining pack. Yet, he knew that his uncle and Bran were beyond the wall. However, he could find Arya, the sibling whom he most related to when he was a pup.

     Rickon loved to be at play when he was a child. Although he did not retain many memories for when he was a child, he did remember how Arya had been his favorite playmate. The youngest Stark also remembered how upset he was when he found out that his father and sisters were leaving for King's Landing. He had cried many tears that day and it seemed that the tears were endless that year. The child whose breathless laughter echoed throughout the courtyard and whose smile had easily won over Jon when asking for a sweet had been replaced with a stranger.

                   A stranger whom had consumed rage willingly.

     He was extremely determined to find Arya, even though others had failed to do so. Yet, Rickon was not like any other person who attempted to find his beloved sister. Rickon knew what is was like to be alone and to be on the run from people who were looking for you. He also knew that Starks were built for survival, despite the fact that most of his family had been murdered. Shaggydog also would have sensed if something had happened, much like when Shaggydog mourned Lady and Grey Wind.

                                             Yes, Arya h a d to be alive.

     Needless to say, the search was tedious. Especially, since he had little information on her whereabouts. Nevertheless, he would persevere. Rickon would not fail Arya like he had failed her and the rest of their family when he was only a mere wolf pup. After all, he was no longer Little Rickon that everyone knew. No, some had given him new monikers. Some people called him The Young Wolf Reborn in the image of his eldest brother and many people feared him. They had every reason to fear him for he was feral and filled with a desire for revenge.

     Finally, it seemed as if he had made progress in his search. He had found a woman that looked exactly like Jon. She had a long face with grey eyes and brown hair. Although, he knew better than to get his hopes up after finding out that Jeyne Poole was not Arya like the Boltons had claimed her to be. Yet, a name had escaped his lips. The name was foreign due to it not being spoken for many moons, yet the name was also dearly missed. It was the name of his beloved sister.

❤ - Any tumblr senpais

Lea ofc, insanabilis

youcantroofyme because duh

centricism because what the fuck is that perfection

thefacelesswolf because fucking Arya Stark perfection

Really these are the ones I often see on my dash and whine at, for reasons. But I love all my partners and followers - my Damon (notasororitychick) is amazing and you should all follow if you aren't already.

❣ - An unpopular opinion I have

I don't like John Winchester. I never have, and I think it's more of a personal thing. This fandom is really split on him so I usually keep my personal opinion on it quiet. I do believe he abused those boys - there is more than physical abuse. It's just a personal opinion.

⋆ - A ship I have with my character

Obviously Dean and Stiles is the main ship here, but Dean and Damon is a beautiful, gorgeous second when my Damon actually gets on. I do ship Destiel and I do ship Wincest, but those are rare on this blog. 

✗ - A ship I can’t stand

Already answered, but for another one? Dean and Cassie. I dont like the way she treated him - and I'm not the hugest fan of Dean and Lisa either. (This does not affect my roleplaying. If the writer and I have chemistry in the thread, I will do it. Making that clear now.)

☑ - A fact about the character

When Dean was younger, he had to turn tricks at one point to keep him and Sam fed when John got too caught up in a case. Sam doesn't know. No one knows but Dean and those nosy angels. (I guess this can be labeled as a headcanon?)

✾ - Why I chose my character

Not purposefully. I didnt like Dean actually, but my friend wanted to write Destiel and asked me to try out Dean since she wasn't comfortable as him. I did so well that she begged me to make an account, and two years later here I am. 

◎ - Relationship status