Snippet #2350663

Riser walked silently through the woods, thinking as he walked. He could sense that Arya was following him again, but knew the girl would keep her distance, and only act if he was attacked. They both knew he was more than good at defending himself, but the rest of his....followers....weren't so sure. The girl had volunteered to keep an eye on him, and he had told her not to bother. It wasn't until he caught her the first time that she had explained she was doing it to calm the worries of the others, and not because she thought he needed it.

Smart girl, besides she might come in handy at some point. She did know how to morph wood after all, and was a good shot with that bow of hers. He had never seen her use those daggers she carried, but had heard she could use them well enough. He paused in his stride, looking around him. He caught sight of Arya just barely in the corner of his eye, but she wasn't what had made him pause. He could have sworn he had heard a wolf, but such beasts normally did not dwell in this part of the woods.