There’s so much adoration in her eyes as she gazes upon the fiery spirit that is her niece, many had often compared the two in similarity but, Lyanna had hoped she wouldn’t make the same mistakes as she. “You were made for many things my sweet Arya.” Just like a wolf, she strives to protect her own, to see that her pack is kept safe and away from harm. “All wolves must protect one another within in their pack but, I should be safe from all danger if I have one such as you to fight for me.”