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"
A
freak
,
"
Greyjoy
said
.
"
Look
at
the
size
of
it
.
"
Bran
's
heart
was
thumping
in
his
chest
as
he
pushed
through
a
waist-high
drift
to
his
brothers
'
side
.
Half-buried
in
bloodstained
snow
,
a
huge
dark
shape
slumped
in
death
.
Ice
had
formed
in
its
shaggy
grey
fur
,
and
the
faint
smell
of
corruption
clung
to
it
like
a
woman
's
perfume
.
Bran
glimpsed
blind
eyes
crawling
with
maggots
,
a
wide
mouth
full
of
yellowed
teeth
.
But
it
was
the
size
of
it
that
made
him
gasp
.
It
was
bigger
than
his
pony
,
twice
the
size
of
the
largest
hound
in
his
father
's
kennel
.
"
It
's
no
freak
,
"
Jon
said
calmly
.
"
That
's
a
direwolf
.
They
grow
larger
than
the
other
kind
.
"
Theon
Greyjoy
said
,
"
There
's
not
been
a
direwolf
sighted
south
of
the
Wall
in
two
hundred
years
.
"
"
I
see
one
now
,
"
Jon
replied
.
Bran
tore
his
eyes
away
from
the
monster
.
That
was
when
he
noticed
the
bundle
in
Robb
's
arms
.
He
gave
a
cry
of
delight
and
moved
closer
.
The
pup
was
a
tiny
ball
of
grey-black
fur
,
its
eyes
still
closed
.
It
nuzzled
blindly
against
Robb
's
chest
as
he
cradled
it
,
searching
for
milk
among
his
leathers
,
making
a
sad
little
whimpery
sound
.
Bran
reached
out
hesitantly
.
"
Go
on
,
"
Robb
told
him
.
"
You
can
touch
him
.
"
Bran
gave
the
pup
a
quick
nervous
stroke
,
then
turned
as
Jon
said
,
"
Here
you
go
.
"
His
half
brother
put
a
second
pup
into
his
arms
.
"
There
are
five
of
them
.
"
Bran
sat
down
in
the
snow
and
hugged
the
wolf
pup
to
his
face
.
Its
fur
was
soft
and
warm
against
his
cheek
.
"
Direwolves
loose
in
the
realm
,
after
so
many
years
,
"
muttered
Hullen
,
the
master
of
horse
.
"
I
like
it
not
.
"
"
It
is
a
sign
,
"
Jory
said
.
