"You lots thought I was gone!" Hah.

Bloody fuckin' 'ell.

"Non o' yer business — bastard." She was NOT in a good mood.

Pause. Deadpans. Oh she was going to be her bitchy grumpy self. "No — piss off."

Dome tipped backwards with one challenging defined ginger-ish eyebrow shot skywards once the male drifted closer. Yet of course — she did not move one inch backwards. "And If I say it again — Y'goin' ta' hit me? With your little sword . . Hm? [ Piss off. ]"

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Oceanic optics narrowed into thoughtful slits — despite enjoying his worried demeanour . . Ygritte was still a tease. Sarcasm flowing out normally as she tried to mask any surfacing emotion. "Do you enjoy actin' like a mother, Snow?"

A dainty palm rushed to dramatically fall over her heart — followed by an exaggerated gasp. "Me? How dare yeh! — I'm a bloody saint!" Sure she was. But of course. It was all an act to hide whatever feelings were there.

Quiet instantly . . and maybe due to her always on guard personality — somewhat out of instinct, the Wildling's hues directed a glance down at his moving palm. Then back to lock with those grey orbs of his. A smug smirk tugged to the side of pinkish lips. "A —

— bloody saint . . WHEN I want to be . ."

"The Lannisters? Borin' lot."

/ i LOST MY YGRITTE TOUCH

/ NEW LAYOUT.

/ slidin down memory lane hurts so bad, y'know.

/ *blows dust off of le acc* i rewatched a bit of got My muse skyrocketed Im reactivating hellur

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she's roasting a bunny on coal. don't disturb. She's bloody fuckin' hungry. .

jabbs a dagger right into a bunny's heart. Twisting it merely so it would stop twitching.