[sansa has a feeling she can't be a dragon that already belongs to someone else, in the same way she suspects she wouldn't be able to be the direwolf ghost, either. but the little raven is still nestled in the crook of her arm. she shouts upwards.]
Do you need me to guide you?
[winter is probably handling the blood hound situation...]
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Do you need me to guide you?
[winter is probably handling the blood hound situation...]