[ it's then that she leans up to kiss his cheek like she used to when she was young, when no one was looking, when he'd let her shoot his bow or sneak her a sweet when mother said he shouldn't. she leans back, looking at him to his hands before speaking softly.]
[ Like a warm gust of wind that melts away summer snows does her kiss melt the frown from his brow, truly was it difficult to remain clouded by gloom. He can try to be other for now, for her, let a smile return to the place that it should always be. ]
Only if you don't fight with Grey Wind over who gets the bed.
[ An attempt at humor is better than none at all. ]
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Only if you don't fight with Grey Wind over who gets the bed.
[ An attempt at humor is better than none at all. ]
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