Try it, try it!

[youknow_nothing]

Being with the book indoors was no good. That was being too civilized, too much of the South. Might as well put on her frilly dress and never run or hunt again.

But Ygritte was done with making other people do this thing for her. She needed to learn the writing and reading. After all, there was much to learn, and this was the best way for it

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[mrs_octopus]

Rosie couldn't help herself when she spotted the young woman struggling on the beach, her own teacherly sympathy having taken momentary control of her legs and walking her closer before she had even fully processed what was happening. As she approached, she did take the time be quiet and evaluate what the wild looking girl was doing, and when she sounded out the letters Rosie didn't even notice when she began to nod her head approvingly.

"S, A, M. Do you know what that spells?" She asked kindly as she stood not far from the young woman. She didn't want to appear as patronizing or intimidating as the young woman tried, but she recognized an illiterate in need when she saw one.

[youknow_nothing]

"Does it spell the ways I'll cut you if y'be mocking me?" asked Ygritte. However, since Brimstone stayed in its sheath and so did her knife, it was really fairly personable.

[mrs_octopus]

Rosie was momentarily stunned by the harshness of the young woman's words, but she blinked and flushed without any complaint. As a New Yorker, she'd heard and recieved many threats, not all of them as empty as they seemed.

"I'm not mocking you, I was only going to offer you help if you'd like it. I'm a teacher you see, and I enjoy helping others with their reading."

[youknow_nothing]

"A teacher," repeated Ygritte, still skeptical of the strange woman. "Listen, if y'haven't figured it out yet, I'm hardly any girl from places like... places people like you come from."

[green_watanabe]

Cam was done with his run and working on a cool down now, strolling along the beach with his hands folded on top of his head. He saw Ygritte, and headed over, and then he heard her. Cocking his head to the side, Cam blinked as he neared.

"..You're learning to read?" he asked without preamble.

[youknow_nothing]

Ygritte didn't look up at him.

Instead, she took her knife from her boot, showed it to him in a vaguely threatening way, and set it back down.

The message being, you make fun of me, and I'll cut you.

[green_watanabe]

Cam didn't so much as blink. "No, that's a great thing," he said, sounding earnest but not overly enthusiastic.

He paused beside her, looking over her shoulder. "...Do you want help?"

[youknow_nothing]

That was a hard question.

Ygritte remained a proud, proud creature. And this was something many wildlings would have said wasn't in them to learn. It was weak and mild, something for people who had to stay indoors.

But it was necessary here. And she'd needed help learning to shoot, to skin a rabbit.

"...aye."

[dr_mchot]

Addison was watching, peering over the thick rims of her glasses as she fiddled with a heel that was slightly off-kilter. "Sam I Am?" she asked curiously.

[youknow_nothing]

Just because the woman was firekissed as well didn't mean Ygritte wouldn't use the knife. "Who's Sam?" she asked, trying to balance out her sullen look with stillness.

[dr_mchot]

Addison gestured to the book, giving her a curious smile. "Ss, Aa, Mm," she sounded out, like she sometimes taught new mothers to do. "Sam, he is," she said, more seriously than the subject really warranted.

[youknow_nothing]

"D'you see this?" asked Ygritte, motioning towards Brimstone as it lay next to her. "I will cut your pretty face if you mock me. I come from Beyond the Wall, where there's no need for these books and letters."