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[notasong]

Sansa was uncertain to how she had ended up here. One minute she was sitting next to Petyr, listening to him talk about his grand ambitions, and the next she found herself standing in front of this strange looking mansion

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[eldeststark]

T: OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU :D :D :D

Robb was just lying on the couch, sprawling and frowning, when Grey Wind's head snaps up and his ears prick. And then he stands, abruptly erect, alert, listening. Robb looks up too, wondering what's gotten into his direwolf.

And then the doors open. His eyes go wide.

A moment later Sansa might find herself embraced by a very enthusiastic brother, who is practically hugging the air out of her, his wolf bumping affectionately against her legs. "Sansa - Sansa, gods, you're here-"

Forgetting completely that she probably thinks he's dead.

[notasong]

Sansa was surprised when she saw Robb and Grey Wind, she became even more surprised when she was folded into his tight embrace. Sansa could barely breathe for how tight Robb was holding onto her.

"Robb, I can't breathe," she said in a muffled voice.

[eldeststark]

He relaxes the hug a little, sheepishly. "Oh. Right. Sorry." And might pull back to examine her at arms length. "Gods. Gods."

[notasong]

"Robb, is it really you? The last I heard was that you had died along with mother."

She had been happy when she first saw Robb and Grey Wind, alive, but she remembered that all this was a dream. Sansa felt gloom enfold her, but she chooses to ignore it. This may be a dream, but a dream Robb is better than no Robb at all.

[ice_wolfbrother]

[[Ahaha, hi, you're awesome.]]

A very large red and black brindled wolf bitch comes bounding down the stairs and into the room soon after she enters, followed by a very pale, very pretty young man. He looks surprised when he notices the new arrival and smiles at her as he brushes a long, white-blond braid out of his face. "Oh, hello. Did you just get here?" The wolf doesn't approach too closely, but looks curious, Sansa seems oddly familiar.

[notasong]

Sansa blushes, surprised to see such a beautiful looking man in her dreams; most of her dreams had been of Sandor Clegane.

"Oh, yeah. My name is Sansa, what's yours?" Sansa said nervously. She was then distracted by the wolf at the mans side.

She bows down and reaches to pet the great wolf.

"Is this yours?" Sansa asks.

[ice_wolfbrother]

The wolf looks approving and leans into the attention. "Sort of, I'm hers as much as she's mine." He grins fondly at the trellwolf. "Her name is Viradechtis, I'm Isolfr." He smiles at her, then looks thoughtful. "Wait...Sansa. I think I've heard that name before...you don't happen to have a brother named Robb, do you?"

[notasong]

"Yeah, well I used to anyways. He died some time ago," Sansa says as she continues to pet the wolf affectionately behind the ear.

[dontcallmeser]

T: AGAIN. LOVE. HAVE IT.

Sandor is probably in the kitchen, glowering at a cup of wine rather moodily, eyes narrowed, not in a particularly good mood and with altogether more than he likes to think about. He doesn't quite register the door opening, though as the kitchen is fairly close to the main room, Sansa might notice that there's someone in there.

A someone who will be very surprised to see her.

[notasong]

T: Yay for more love!

Sansa enters the kitchen, feeling her tummy growling with hunger. She looks around, wondering what kind of food her dream mansion may contain when she spots a familiar face.

This being her dream, she had expected Sandor to show up soon; he always showed up in her dreams.

[dontcallmeser]

He's thinking about her, actually; her and Gregor and other things, however, a small sound and he's alert and aware of his surroundings once again, lifting his head and turning to see who it is, face set in that usual bleak, almost flat expression.

He blinks, once, and might go a bit paler, startled. A lot. And is on his feet in a moment. "What are you doing here?" Growled.

[notasong]

Sansa flinched at the anger in Sandor's voice, no matter how many times she dreamed of him she wasn't ready for his harshness.

"Well this is my dream, I think I have a right to be here," Sansa stutters out, even though she was trying to sound brave.

[eyrienprince]

Just because we like to screw with people's heads.

Lucivar is leaning against the doorfram when she comes in, wings half spread out, eyes lazily half closed and watching her, silent for the moment. And somewhat alarmed by how young she looks. It's a bit worrying, for someone whose experience with children here has been mostly with the young and broken kind.

[notasong]

Sansa was looking around the mansion, wondering why of all places she was dreaming of this one. She didn't recognize anything around her.

Her eyes soon caught sight of the muscular man leaning against the doorframe. She was shocked to see that he had wings, she had never seen a human with wings before.

Nervously she walked up to him, hoping that he wouldn't ignore her.

"Excuse me sir, do you know where we are?" She asks him, still uncertain as to why she was dreaming of this strange place.

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar tilts his head, slightly, watching her. "'The Mansion' is about as specific as I can get."

[notasong]

"Oh," Sansa says, looking around sheepishly. She then looks back to the man and smiles.

"My name's Sansa, what's yours?"