~:The Storm:~
Arya lay in her bed as the storm raged outside. She could hear the rain pouring and the heavy wooden shutters that covered her window rattling as the strong wind blew against them. She had woken from a horrible nightmare, but at least she was comfy and warm in her bed, though the storm had made it difficult to get back to sleep
Arya rolled onto her side and pulled her furs up around her to try to get some more sleep, but none came. The wind howled as it grew strongerm making her shutters rattle louder. Arya wasn't afraid, but she was still getting used to having a bedchamber of her own and was a little spooked. When she was really small she used to hop into Sansa's bed whenever she got scared during a storm or had a bad dream. Tonight she had both.
Arya decided that it was no use, she couldn't get back to sleep. She got up and made her way out of her bedchamber and down the hallway, her bare feet felt cold on the stone floor. After a few moments she made it to Sansa's chamber, the one that she used to share with her until a few months ago. 'Sansa won't mind' She thought to herself 'We've been getting along much better lately' She thought to herself.
Arya slowly pushed the wooden door open and peeked inside. She could see that Sansa was asleep so quietly stepped inside and closed the door behind her, trying her best not to make much noise. She walked quietly over to her sister's bed. "Sansa I can't sleep...the storm and...I had a bad dream." She said softly so as not to startle her sister.
"Arya go back to bed, the storm will be over when you wake up. There's nothing to be scared of." Sansa said, trying to reassure her little sister.
Arya shook her head. "No I...I'm scared." She blushed a little, not that Sansa could see it because of the darkness.
Sansa rolled over to look up at her, she knew that it wasn't like Arya to admit that she was afraid, especially to her. "Has Old Nan been telling you stories again? You know you shouldn't take them seriously." She replied sleepily.
Arya frowned and shook her head. "No she hasn't, I know they're just stories. My dream was really bad." She said, feeling a little craven.
Sansa opened her furs and smiled up reassuringly at her. "Just this once."
Arya smiled and got into her sisters warm bed. "Thanks Sansa." She smiled at her before rolling onto her side so that her back was to her sister. Sansa snuggled up to her and wrapped an arm around her which she found comforting.
"Sleep well Arya"