[ nymeria's ears prick at the sound. she crouches low, her jaws closed tightly around the stag's neck until the animal stops struggling.
but while nymeria defends her kill, arya defends her. she has the arrow notched and drawn the moment she hears the shout. it's not hard to find the owner; with hair that red, she could see him from a mile off. if he starts toward nymeria, she tells herself, she'll let the arrow fly. the image of the boy she killed comes before her and she shudders. her mouth goes dry. arya has to swallow roughly before she can speak.
remaining hidden, she calls back, ] It's ours now!
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but while nymeria defends her kill, arya defends her. she has the arrow notched and drawn the moment she hears the shout. it's not hard to find the owner; with hair that red, she could see him from a mile off. if he starts toward nymeria, she tells herself, she'll let the arrow fly. the image of the boy she killed comes before her and she shudders. her mouth goes dry. arya has to swallow roughly before she can speak.
remaining hidden, she calls back, ] It's ours now!