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Chapter One

The children of the forest were a mysterious non-human race that were said to be around when the First Men arrived in Westeros. Living in the depths of forest within hidden villages, they worshiped nature gods. Unknown to the Men of Westeros the children of the forest held a secret. One that was well hidden for thousands of years and could change the lives of the future Men of Westeros.

Her feet pounded against the snow ground as the figure chased her further and further into the woods. It's yell drove her heart to beat faster and faster till it felt as though it might burst from her chest. Entering a clearing she stopped, her ears straining for sound of footsteps and her eyes searching for the thing that was following her. A sigh of relief and a moment of rest yet as she opened her eyes, there it stood before her. It's arm lifted up ready to strike and a cry raced from her lips.

Awake. She was awake. Her heart was pounding and sweat slid down her forehead. It was that dreams again. That one dream that seemed to be happening more often as winter drew closer. What was it all about? Taking a deep breath she threw the furs aside and slid her legs over the edge of the bed. A grumble drew her attention to the white beast laying across the end of her bed. 'Sorry,' she mumbled.

The soft pitter patter of her feet echoed in the room as she went towards the window. Throwing the shutters open she poked her head out and drew in a breath. The cold winter air greeted her as her warm brown eyes searched the surroundings. Men and women were walking along the unpathed streets. Laughter, shouts, children running around. She thoroughly enjoyed living in the north. A wrap on the door drew her attention.

'Come in.' The wooden door opened to reveal her maid.

'Lady Catelyn requests that you're to be ready for you morning lessons with Septa Mordane.'

'I'll be there. Thank you.' With a bow of her head, the maid exited the room quietly.

'Guess I better get ready then.' Walking to her drawer, she rummaged through the clothes thinking of what would be best to wear. Finally finding a black and brown dress she set it aside and proceed with getting ready. Lady Catelyn had her take her lessons with her daughters Arya and Sansa Stark. They weren't ideal but she couldn't complain. Lord Eddard Stark was her rescuer and she owed the Stark family a lot after they took her in.

No one knew where she came from, and neither did she. All that she could remember was walking through the forest. Cold air whipped against her naked skin. Her three companions beside her. It was their growls that alerted her of oncoming presence and by the sound of their growls it wasn't food. Lord Eddard Stark rode into view. His two sons and ward close behind. Seeing her standing there in rags with those beasts surrounding her, he was unsure what to make of the situation. The ward stated how they should rescue her from the beasts. Her hands curled in the soft white fur of one of her companions. These beasts were wolves. They should know that direwolves lived in the northern woods even with it being rare to see them. Eddard seemed to pick up her movement and responded that they were not to hurt the wolves. He dismounted slowly and carefully, maintaining eye contact with her as he moved towards her. The wolves growled but a look from her and they fell silent. Once he was crouched down to her level he had removed his cloak and wrapped it around her. The questions came. Who was she? Where did she come from? Why was she alone? None of those could she answer. All that she could find to do was shake her head in response. It was decided that she would go back to Winterfell with them.

Being brought back to Winterfell the other members of the Stark family didn't know what to make of her. Their youngest Rickon was besotted with her companions and they seemed to like him as well. Lady Catelyn grew to love her as if she were one of her own deciding to name her Merida. They raised her, looked after her and loved her. It was something that she never had.

Adopted into the Stark household, she knew she truly wasn't a Stark. As she looked at her reflection she fingered her hair. Lately strands of white were starting to show through. More and more coming day after day. No normal human beings hair would change as hers would.

'Somethings going to happen,' she whispered. Her hand moved and she looked down into the eyes of her wolf Moro. He gave a small whine as he looked up at her. Merida smiled and gently stroked him. 'Come on. Better get to my lessons before Septa sends an army to find me.'

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