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Bran

           Inhiswolfdreams,hecouldraceupthesidesofmountains,jaggedicymountainstallerthananytower,andstandatthesummitbeneaththefullmoonwithalltheworldbelowhim,thewayitusedtobe.

           "Oooo,"Brancriedtentatively.Hecuppedhishandsaroundhismouthandliftedhisheadtothecomet."Ooooooooooooooooooo,ahooooooooooooooo,"hehowled.Itsoundedstupid,highandhollowandquavering,alittleboy’showl,notawolf’s.YetSummergaveanswer,hisdeepvoicedrowningoutBran’sthinone,andShaggydogmadeitachorus.Branharoooedagain.Theyhowledtogether,lastoftheirpack.

           Thenoisebroughtaguardtohisdoor,Hayheadwiththewenonhisnose.Hepeeredin,sawBranhowlingoutthewindow,andsaid,"What’sthis,myprince?"

           ItmadeBranfeelqueerwhentheycalledhimprince,thoughhewasRobb’sheir,andRobbwasKingintheNorthnow.Heturnedhisheadtohowlattheguard."Oooooooo.Oo-oo-oooooooooooo."

           Hayheadscreweduphisface."Nowyoustopthatthere."

           "Ooo-ooo-Oooooo.Ooo-Ooo-Ooooooooooooooooo."

           Theguardsmanretreated.Whenhecameback,MaesterLuwinwaswithhim,allingrey,hischaintightabouthisneck."Bran,thosebeastsmakesufficientnoisewithoutyourhelp."Hecrossedtheroomandputhishandontheboy’sbrow."Thehourgrowslate,yououghttobefastasleep."

           "I’mtalkingtothewolves."Branbrushedthehandaway.

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