Ooh look at this new story where Starks are somewhat happy and are in Winterfell again. Spoilers for season 1,2,3.
Rickon 15
Bran 17
Arya 18
Sansa 20
When Sansa saw her, she smiled, she cried. Her little sister all grown up. Nine years they had both changed. Arya's face still long but not like a horse anymore. Beautiful and wild with sharp grey eyes and a dusting of freckles from years spent in the sun. Her nose was crooked, same as her smile. The bright Braavosi colours suited her more than Winterfell's ever did although she suspected that she would still like to be in trousers more than anything, sharp-tongued and quick of wit with Needle still at her side. They hugged and cried and sank onto the ground and stayed that way for hours. She missed her father, her brother, the sister-in-law she never met and her half-brother Jon serving the Night's would never be a lady but she was a Stark. A wolf with dangerous claws.
When Rickon came back he didn't talk to anyone until he visited his family in the crypts. Changed spoke less, thought more. The auburn curls cropped close. Shoulders broader and if stood taller than Bran by a good inch. They say he will be the spitting image of his older brother, Robb. He didn't really like that, he barely remembered Robb. Still a boy not a man yet the bright eyes were sad, still wild and acted on instinct with violent tempers. He could match Arya with a sword. Sansa and Bran often discussed this. They drew to the conclusion that with Osha's death, brother's death, lack of parents (and their death) and years spent on untamed Skagos contributed this. Restless and impatient, he often excused himself from council meetings as he found them tiring. Shaggydog followed and growled at the unfamiliar but was soft as a kitten with Rickon. They sat in Godswood and tried to remember the soft, sweet past spent in Winterfell.
Bran could walk. With a cane but he could walk. He tired quickly and needed rest often. Each sibling came in their own time. Fist Sansa with Tyrion and they had wept great tears of joy. Then Arya who had been on Braavos. Then Rickon, without Osha. He rebuilt Winterfell with his sibling's advice. Wise before he should be, stern and serious. Jojen Reed is his best councillor out of everyone. He manages the lesser houses with dignity and is honest with his opinions. In the north everything is solid and the relationships are steady. An alliance with the Tullys is well underway and seems to be beneficial for both houses. A little remorse about past days of adventure and excitement but glad his family is together again.
Sansa was lovely as a rose, a rose with thorns that could draw blood. Margaery had taught her well. Yes she was married to Tyrion Lannister but she had not conceived. I suppose he was continuing his Watch. They had a good relationship though. Tortuous years spent in King's Landing under Cersei's careful eye and Joffrey's reign of terror meant that they had to get along. Mild-mannered, soft-spoken, courteous, the perfect lady. The one little girls hoped to be one day. Under all that armour was hard steel. Her tongue was really a barb laced with poison hidden under the scent of flowery perfume. Her family was most dear. If you tried to harm them, well just look at where Cersei Lannister is now.
They held well in Winterfell, the little Stark orphans all grown up.
All done and I didn't include Jon because I didn't know where to put him... Sorry. That's it please, please, please review.