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"
What
’
s
in
the
Frostfangs
that
your
king
could
want
?
You
can
’
t
stay
here
,
there
’
s
no
food
.
"
She
turned
her
face
away
from
him
.
"
Do
you
mean
to
march
on
the
Wall
?
When
?
"
She
stared
at
the
flames
as
if
she
could
not
hear
him
.
"
Do
you
know
anything
of
my
uncle
,
Benjen
Stark
?
"
Ygritte
ignored
him
.
Stonesnake
laughed
.
"
If
she
spits
out
her
tongue
,
don
’
t
say
I
didn
’
t
warn
you
.
"
A
low
rumbling
growl
echoed
off
the
rock
.
Shadowcat
,
Jon
knew
at
once
.
As
he
rose
he
heard
another
,
closer
at
hand
.
He
pulled
his
sword
and
turned
,
listening
.
"
They
won
’
t
trouble
us
,
"
Ygritte
said
.
"
It
’
s
the
dead
they
’
ve
come
for
.
Cats
can
smell
blood
six
miles
off
.
They
’
ll
stay
near
the
bodies
till
they
’
ve
eaten
every
last
stringy
shred
o
’
meat
,
and
cracked
the
bones
for
the
marrow
.
"
Jon
could
hear
the
sounds
of
their
feeding
echoing
off
the
rocks
.
It
gave
him
an
uneasy
feeling
.
The
warmth
of
the
fire
made
him
realize
how
bone
-
tired
he
was
,
but
he
dared
not
sleep
.
He
had
taken
a
captive
,
and
it
was
on
him
to
guard
her
.
"
Were
they
your
kin
?
"
he
asked
her
quietly
.
"
The
two
we
killed
?
"
