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Jon

           Wewillhavelostthem,andwewillridehardfortheFist,andtelltheOldBearallweknow.

           Butwhentheyemergedbackintothelightlonghourslater,theeaglewaswaitingforthem,perchedonadeadtreeahundredfeetuptheslope.Ghostwentboundinguptherocksafterit,butthebirdflappeditswingsandtooktotheair.

           Qhorin’smouthtightenedashefolloweditsflightwithhiseyes.

           "Hereisasgoodaplaceasanytomakeastand,"hedeclared."Themouthofthecavesheltersusfromabove,andtheycannotgetbehinduswithoutpassingthroughthemountain.Isyourswordsharp,JonSnow?"

           "Yes,"hesaid.

           "We’llfeedthehorses.They’veservedusbravely,poorbeasts."

           JongavehisgarronthelastoftheoatsandstrokedhisshaggymanewhileGhostprowledrestlesslyamongsttherocks.Hepulledhisglovesontighterandflexedhisburntfingers.Iamtheshieldthatguardstherealmsofmen.

           Ahuntinghornechoedthroughthemountains,andamomentlaterJonheardthebayingofhounds."Theywillbewithussoon,"announcedQhorin."Keepyourwolfinhand."

           "Ghost,tome,"Joncalled.Thedirewolfreturnedreluctantlytohisside,tailheldstifflybehindhim.

           Thewildlingscameboilingoveraridgenothalfamileaway.Theirhoundsranbeforethem,snarlinggrey-brownbeastswithmorethanalittlewolfintheirblood.

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