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"
You
must
train
them
as
well
,
"
their
father
said
.
"
You
must
train
them
.
The
kennelmaster
will
have
nothing
to
do
with
these
monsters
,
I
promise
you
that
.
And
the
gods
help
you
if
you
neglect
them
,
or
brutalize
them
,
or
train
them
badly
.
These
are
not
dogs
to
beg
for
treats
and
slink
off
at
a
kick
.
A
direwolf
will
rip
a
man
's
arm
off
his
shoulder
as
easily
as
a
dog
will
kill
a
rat
.
Are
you
sure
you
want
this
?
"
"
Yes
,
Father
,
"
Bran
said
.
"
Yes
,
"
Robb
agreed
.
"
The
pups
may
die
anyway
,
despite
all
you
do
.
"
"
They
wo
n't
die
,
"
Robb
said
.
"
We
wo
n't
let
them
die
.
"
"
Keep
them
,
then
.
Jory
,
Desmond
,
gather
up
the
other
pups
.
It
's
time
we
were
back
to
Winterfell
.
"
It
was
not
until
they
were
mounted
and
on
their
way
that
Bran
allowed
himself
to
taste
the
sweet
air
of
victory
.
By
then
,
his
pup
was
snuggled
inside
his
leathers
,
warm
against
him
,
safe
for
the
long
ride
home
.
Bran
was
wondering
what
to
name
him
.
Halfway
across
the
bridge
,
Jon
pulled
up
suddenly
.
"
What
is
it
,
Jon
?
"
their
lord
father
asked
.
"
Ca
n't
you
hear
it
?
"
