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Bran

           Half-buriedinbloodstainedsnow,ahugedarkshapeslumpedindeath. Icehadformedinitsshaggygreyfur,andthefaintsmellofcorruptionclungtoitlikeawoman’sperfume. Branglimpsedblindeyescrawlingwithmaggots,awidemouthfullofyellowedteeth. Butitwasthesizeofitthatmadehimgasp. Itwasbiggerthanhispony,twicethesizeofthelargesthoundinhisfather’skennel. 

           "It’snofreak,"Jonsaidcalmly. "That’sadirewolf. Theygrowlargerthantheotherkind." 

           TheonGreyjoysaid, "There’snotbeenadirewolfsightedsouthoftheWallintwohundredyears." 

           "Iseeonenow,"Jonreplied. 

           Brantorehiseyesawayfromthemonster.ThatwaswhenhenoticedthebundleinRobb’sarms.Hegaveacryofdelightandmovedcloser. Thepupwasatinyballofgrey-blackfur,itseyesstillclosed.ItnuzzledblindlyagainstRobb’schestashecradledit,searchingformilkamonghisleathers,makingasadlittlewhimperysound. Branreachedouthesitantly. "Goon,"Robbtoldhim. "Youcantouchhim." 

           Brangavethepupaquicknervousstroke,thenturnedasJonsaid,"Hereyougo."Hishalfbrotherputasecondpupintohisarms. "Therearefiveofthem." Bransatdowninthesnowandhuggedthewolfpuptohisface. Itsfurwassoftandwarmagainsthischeek. 

           "Direwolveslooseintherealm,aftersomanyyears,"mutteredHullen,themasterofhorse. "Ilikeitnot." 

           "Itisasign,"Jorysaid. 

           Fatherfrowned. "Thisisonlyadeadanimal,Jory,"hesaid. Yetheseemedtroubled. Snowcrunchedunderhisbootsashemovedaroundthebody. 

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