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  1. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 34

    The smoke from the Twins rose in columns; even after night turned day. The smell of charred stone and burnt bodies drifted miles. Ned pulled his horse to a halt on the ridge. Behind him, Robb, Catelyn, and a dozen Northern lords slowed their pace, the thud of hooves replaced by a stunned...

  2. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 33

    The Twins stood over the Green Fork like two ugly stone stumps. I watched them from a rise half a mile away. Arya sat beside me in the tall grass, her fingers working through the thick fur behind my ears. Grey Wind lay a few yards off, chewing lazily on a stray branch, but his ears flicked...

  3. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 32

    The silence in the camp was high. Thousands of eyes tracked my every movement as I stood near the command tent, the steam still rising in thin, wispy curls from my blackened fur. The Northerners didn't move. They stood with their hands on their spear shafts, their knuckles white, watching the...

  4. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 31

    The morning light was thin and grey, barely reaching the back of the limestone cave. Ned sat leaning on the far wall, his face pale and slick with a cold sweat that hadn't quite broken. Beside him, Arya sat with her knees pulled to her chest. And I stood at the entrance, my nose twitching. The...

  5. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 30

    Ned's breathing was the only thing filling the cave. It was clearer now, lacking the wet rattle from his time in the dungeons. Still the fever had peaked and left him exhausted. So I stayed close, letting the heat from my chest keep the damp chill of the God's Eye from seeping into his bones...

  6. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 29

    The gallop eventually slowed as the Kingsroad faded into the distance. My paws were heavy, the pads raw from the sprint across the shale and roots of the Riverlands. King's Landing was nothing but a smudge of smoke on the horizon. I didn't stay on the main road. Every outrider and Gold Cloak in...

  7. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 28

    The silence lasted only a heartbeat before the screaming began. I didn't give them time to organize. I stood over Ned, my paws planted firmly on the splintered oak of the stage. The Kingsguard were already reaching for their swords, their faces pale behind their golden visors. I could see the...

  8. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 27

    The air under the scaffolding didn't move. It smelled of dry wood and too many people packed too close above. I lay flat in the dirt, my heart beating hard enough to feel in my ribs. Every breath was a struggle. The [Suppression] was no longer just a drain; it was a physical agony, my inside...

  9. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 26

    Every step In took, my claws left deep, jagged gouges in the masonry. I was too big. If I walked out of the main gates like this, the Gold Cloaks wouldn't stay still, rather they'd bring scorpions and a hundred archers. I was moving through the service corridors near the outer ramparts when a...

  10. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 25

    I didn't slow after leaving the passage, even when the tunnels narrowed enough that I had to turn my shoulders sideways to keep moving. The stone pressed close on both sides, rough and uneven, scraping along my fur as I forced my way through gaps that were never meant for anything my size, and...

  11. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 24

    The sound of the massacre followed me everywhere I went. In the tunnels, the screams were muffled, reduced to a hollow vibration that reached me. Still I kept moving, my paws light on the layers of dust that had sat undisturbed for decades. I'm nervous and scared, not sure how it's gonna end...

  12. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 23

    The doors to the Throne Room didn't just close; they thudded with a weight that carried through the stone under my paws. The sound was cold and dry. It didn't echo. It just settled there. I knew what was coming next. There wasn't anything I could do to stop it. Still, I stayed close to Ned's...

  13. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 22

    The air in the room was stagnant with the stench of blood and the vinegar wash used to swab the King's torn belly. Robert lay sunk into the bed. The man who had once been a giant was now a gray, sweating figure whose breath came rough and uneven, each pull shallower than the last. I stayed at...

  14. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 21

    The solar was cold, the air stale and smelling of tallow candles that had burned down to nothing over the night. Ned sat at his desk, eyes bloodshot, staring past the balcony. The heavy thud of boots in the hall broke the silence, followed by the jingle of spurs. Robert didn't bother to knock...

  15. GOT: The Arcanine of the North
    Threadmarks: Chapter 20

    The tower solar was cold. The fire in the hearth had burned down to red embers, and the mist from the street outside seeped through the stone. Ned sat at his desk, still wearing his damp doublet from the ambush. Unlike his usual demeanor suitable for the Hand of the King, he now looked like a...
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