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A Story of Fire and Lions - A Game of Thrones RP {ALWAYS OPEN}

Khailey Lannister Khailey was a bit stunned by the way that Lord Jakob had reacted. She brushed a loose lock of hair out of her face as she watched him leave. She then turned and made her way to her room, shutting the door behind her and slipping out of her dress before putting on a nightgown and sitting on her bed. She thought about his words. She wasn't scared of the Targaryens. Her father had already told her that he meant to someday make certain that she was queen and that her son would sit upon the Iron Throne. Then she wouldn't have to worry about anything, especially not listening to the gossiping of lesser women. Ser Vernan Lannister He hated feasts like these, especially when he had so many other things on his mind. Sitting at a small table in the corner of the room, which the servants had brought out to him because his bad leg made it hard for him to stand for too long, his eyes scanned the crowd like a lion would scan a herd of antelope, looking for the weakest one to pick off. He didn't trust this rabble. How could he? Many of them were still loyal to the Targaryens or too scared to admit that they weren't. Sitting at the table with him was his most trusted friend and ally, Ser Lothor Clegane. The man was an imposing bull of a man with a short, well-trimmed beard, dark eyes, and not a single hair on his head. He sipped his wine slowly and stared at the cup when he wasn't. This wasn't a man who enjoyed simple comforts. He was a warrior, and knew next to nothing else. Ser Vernan leaned back in his chair and sighed, hoping that this farce would be over soon so that he may leave. He felt that they should just get it over with and confirm everyone's suspicions that the Stark boy would be the new hand. Why waste all of their times? While watching the crowd, he noticed the Lord of the Crossing speaking with the Dornish Princess. He had seen the man speaking to his daughter earlier and wondered where she had gone off to. She better not have gone back to her room.

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Misty hadn't been expecting that question. She glanced at Postremo to see his reaction to the question and then turned back to Renzo. "Well, we haven't really decided I guess." She turned back to her mate. "W-what do you think, Postremo?"

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Misty nodded. "You're right, Renzo. We must only send out the most experienced of hunters. It would be horrible if we were to lose anyone to the humans. Our numbers are low as it is." The pack was still quite small given that no pups had been born in some time.

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Upon emerging from her den, Misty spotted Postremo returning and she felt a great deal of relief seeing that he was unharmed. She rushed over to him while he was talking with the elder and then stopped, her tail wagging she was so glad to see him safe. She listened to the words of the elder as well. "I think we should keep patrols out at all times," she said. "We don't want them coming too close to our dens."

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Misty lay down on her stomach and rested her head on the ground as she gazed at the mouth of the den, she hoped that Postremo and the other members of the pack would return soon. She felt that she should do something, but what was there for her to do but wait? After a few moments of waiting, she got to her feet and then left the den to check on those who were at the dens.

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Misty returned to the dens with Lila and then crawled inside with the rabbit still in her mouth. She lay down on her side and dropped the rabbit onto the soft ground of her warm comfortable den. She started to eat some of the rabbit, but not all of it, wanting to save some for later.

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