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It was fortunate that the damage hadn't been worse, she supposed, but ultimately Summerfell had seen enough trouble with the weather that it was built to take it, or at least to be easy to fix up afterwards.
She still half felt they should build something out of stone, something at least a step closer to a keep, but mostly she didn't have the energy for that line of thought. What was the point, when it would sit as close to empty as it did now? More animals than people, now; more horses and less wolves, if you excepted the ones she saw when she was out and about, the second- and third-generations, and beyond. She didn't even know exactly who had them all, now, and felt a little strange about it. As if they weren't connected to her, at all, who'd once dreamed as her wolf. And she supposed that was true enough, for the ones that were from Lady's litter, but still. It should still count, and she wasn't sure it did.
Wolves that didn't belong to her and horses that shouldn't. That's where she'd spent the hurricane, in the stables, doing her utmost to make sure the horses didn't panic and injure themselves, and it's what she was dealing with now. She couldn't just ride Jaqen and ignore the others, for all that he was her horse and they weren't. They still needed exercise, missing owners or not.
Benjen's turn just then, always somewhat more of a hassle than others, temperamental as he was. "Like woman like horse," she muttered, walking him down the beach at rein's length.
She still half felt they should build something out of stone, something at least a step closer to a keep, but mostly she didn't have the energy for that line of thought. What was the point, when it would sit as close to empty as it did now? More animals than people, now; more horses and less wolves, if you excepted the ones she saw when she was out and about, the second- and third-generations, and beyond. She didn't even know exactly who had them all, now, and felt a little strange about it. As if they weren't connected to her, at all, who'd once dreamed as her wolf. And she supposed that was true enough, for the ones that were from Lady's litter, but still. It should still count, and she wasn't sure it did.
Wolves that didn't belong to her and horses that shouldn't. That's where she'd spent the hurricane, in the stables, doing her utmost to make sure the horses didn't panic and injure themselves, and it's what she was dealing with now. She couldn't just ride Jaqen and ignore the others, for all that he was her horse and they weren't. They still needed exercise, missing owners or not.
Benjen's turn just then, always somewhat more of a hassle than others, temperamental as he was. "Like woman like horse," she muttered, walking him down the beach at rein's length.