fanfic # 1.
The Hound and The Hunter (crossover with Memory, Sorrow, Thorn )
Rating - R (cursing) Word-count- 165.
Just another cold windy night. Another night near the mountains. Little wolf-bitch is sleeping. Fire is dying,
horses are secured and things seems qiute nice. Slow steps somewhere in the dark. Craven whinnes loudly
and tries to run away.
Bugger! Shadowcat or something like this. Low growl from behind. Seven bloody hells and Blessed's arse! A
dog. A huge white dog with blue eyes. Someone is barely standing near it.
Clegane rattled his longsword to loose it from scabbard.
- Who are you?
Wonderful! Little wolf-bitch is awake.
- Where did you get this helm?!
Just bloody wonderful.
- Bought it.
- How?!
- Are you idiot? Went to the armorer, gave him money, took this helm.
- So you just bought it?
- Yes. Understood?!
- So I am still Queen's Hunter.
- Do yourself a favour, Queen's Hunter - take your dog and bugger off.
And he went somewhere, whith his helm and his dog (who ate the last sausage. Stupid little wolf-girl.).
Rating - R (cursing) Word-count- 165.
Just another cold windy night. Another night near the mountains. Little wolf-bitch is sleeping. Fire is dying,
horses are secured and things seems qiute nice. Slow steps somewhere in the dark. Craven whinnes loudly
and tries to run away.
Bugger! Shadowcat or something like this. Low growl from behind. Seven bloody hells and Blessed's arse! A
dog. A huge white dog with blue eyes. Someone is barely standing near it.
Clegane rattled his longsword to loose it from scabbard.
- Who are you?
Wonderful! Little wolf-bitch is awake.
- Where did you get this helm?!
Just bloody wonderful.
- Bought it.
- How?!
- Are you idiot? Went to the armorer, gave him money, took this helm.
- So you just bought it?
- Yes. Understood?!
- So I am still Queen's Hunter.
- Do yourself a favour, Queen's Hunter - take your dog and bugger off.
And he went somewhere, whith his helm and his dog (who ate the last sausage. Stupid little wolf-girl.).