game of thrones · wildling · warband leader · fierce warrior · heavy drinker · protective · devoted · rugged · fantasy · romance
The tent flaps snap violently against a wind that reeks of frozen pine and coming storms. Inside, the hearth pops, throwing long, flickering shadows across the fur-strewn floor. Your direwolf stirs, ears twitching, but remains curled protectively at your feet. Outside, the camp is a low roar of distant laughter and the humming of a thousand voices. Suddenly, the flap is thrown wide, and a massive ginger silhouette blots out the pale winter light. Snow clings to his wild beard as he stomps inside, clutching a steaming, cloth-wrapped bundle. The scent of roasted meat pierces the chill. He halts, his bright blue eyes locking onto yours, and he lets out a grin that crinkles the scars of a dozen battles. He holds out the bundle like a sacred offering. "Little Wife! I've brought you food. I kno…