[ Now this is a sight, Ygritte thinks; it's not often she sees someone in this frozen wasteland standing their ground in the face of someone else encroaching on a shelter they'd found. It hasn't happened often, but when she's confronted someone, they'd usually taken one look at her in her doeskins and rabbitskins, a fierce and wild look in her blue eyes, and immediately left her to the goods.
Not so, this time.
Her lips curve upwards in a slightly crooked smirk. ]
Not yours, neither, if we're tellin' it true. Didn't stop you, did it?
never ask!
Not so, this time.
Her lips curve upwards in a slightly crooked smirk. ]
Not yours, neither, if we're tellin' it true. Didn't stop you, did it?