Fifth Snowfall ❄ All men lie when they are afraid [video]

[starktomboy]

[She knew it would happen some day. She'd understood from the beginning how easily she could lose everything again when Sansa and then Robb had left her. Gendry, Hot Pie, Jaqen... everything was taken from her back home too, as time passed. Part of her wants to just curl up and cry some more, wishing the gods of this world would bring her family back to her. She'd made the mistake of letting herself become comfortable here, happy even. Despite all the fighting recently and the wariness and her awkward way of meeting people and making friends, she'd been happy. She wouldn't get to hear Jon greet her anymore with a ruffle of her hair and his voice in her ear saying “little sister”. Even Ghost was gone too, returned to the Wall with her brother.

She had no more tears left to cry by the time she'd turned her bracelet on. Her gray eyes were a bit red, cheeks finally drying as she wipes at them furiously every so often without realizing it. Nymeria could be seen, trying to worm her way into pressing her snout against Arya's cheek, batted away once only to try again with a huff in response to being rejected by her girl.]

Jon Snow has returned to Westeros. I – I won't be at the Citadel for a little while. I apologize.

[Sword fighting would not fix this hurt. She needed to grieve, to forget for a while. Without saying another word, she turns her bracelet off again to curl up with her wolf.]