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I woke up to the sound of loud whimpering. But not just any whimpering, it was Sand! I shot into an upright position and saw my beautiful baby laying on the ground writhing in pain. I was confused at first and then my eyes widened when I realized, "The pups are coming." I got up and ran right to her. I touch her stomach lightly and she recoiled in pain. Tears were brimming in my eyes. I didn't want my beautiful Sand to die! I just got her back I refuse to let her not see her pups!

I rolled up my sleeves and put her head in my lap. "Sand, my child look at me." Her eyes looked up at me and stopped whimpering and just started to breathe heavily. The other Direwolves made a protective circle around us so no one would cause us harm in the middle of this hard process. "Alright now Sand, my sweet girl I need you to push down alright? Push the pups out and the pain will end ok? Now PUSH!" I saw Sand use all her strength to push out her babies one after another. By the time it was all over, Sand was so tired, she had passed out once she looked at her five newborn Direwolves. I wept and thanked the gods for Sand surviving the birth and that all the pups were healthy. After the pups fed from their mother I washed all the blood off of them with a wet rag. When the sun had set and Sand was all rested up, I saddled up my horse, who surprisingly didn't run away from all the commotion, and headed for Winterfell.

I was late and I knew I was late. It was almost sunrise now and I had been riding all night in order to get to Winterfell at an opportune time since I knew I was supposed to be at Winterfell this morning to greet my betrothed. However, since Sand had unexpectedly gone into labor, I had been set back several hours and now I was making them up by riding quickly through the forest. I had the pups laced up in a pack on my back to ensure their safe passage. But Sand my poor child, was physically exhausted from giving birth, so Hill the father of her pups, carried her on his back all the way Winterfell.

It wasn't long until I saw the same old gates I knew and loved with all of my heart. I stopped at the gates and yelled, "Open the gates! And if you ask who I am, look around me and tell me what you see, and that will be your answer." The gates opened moments after. My horse rode in fast, showing off my power and strength and all my children had followed in after me. Winterfell was in ruins. I knew it would soon be restored but… looking upon my home that now that it has been touched by the scorching hands of fire, I couldn't help but feel ultimately solemn as I saw the sun begin to rise over the castle walls.

I dismounted my horse with the pups still on my back when I heard someone shout my name. I turned around to see my dear younger sister running towards me with a bright smile on her face and Lady Brienne trailing behind her. She was about throw her arms around me when I stopped her. "You'll hurt the pups." I said smiling. I turned around and showed her the reason I late for the arrival. "Alessa they're beautiful! I'm guessing this is why you're so late?" I turned back around to her and nodded. "Yes, but none of that matters now. I'm here, I'm safe, you're here, and you're safe. And now," I turned back around to my sister so she could look at the pups once more. "Pick one, name one, and they will be yours forever." There was a moment of silence before I felt a little less weight in the pack. I turned around and saw her holding a pup with all black fur but a sandy line going down the middle of its back. Sansa pet the pup's head and it leaned into her warmth with a little smile on its face. "Is it a boy or girl?" Sansa asked me. I took ahold of the pup and lifted it slightly in her hands to determine its gender. "It's a girl." Sansa chuckled. "I could've done that you know." I chuckled as well. "Well dear sister you asked me and I answered." She smiled widely at me and opened her mouth to say something when she was rudely interrupted by a deeper voice, a man's voice.

"What is the meaning of this?" Roose Bolton yelled as he entered the courtyard. He slowed his step when he saw all the Direwolves within only arms distance from him. He looked towards my sister and then to me and approached cautiously. "Lady Alessa, this is quite a surprise. We were expecting yesterday morning." I rolled my eyes and smiled bitterly towards him. "Yes, but I'm afraid I had to care for one of children after she had gone into labor- Sansa do you know if my children's shack with their beds survived the fire?" She nodded quickly and I smiled and quickly got the attention of Brienne. "Brienne," her eyes were directly on me now. "Yes my lady?" I smiled seeing Roose Bolton fuming from the corner of my eye and walked towards Sansa's lady guard with the bag of pups. "I would like you and Sansa to take my children to bed along with the pups. They are all extremely tired and I do wish them to be well rested." Brienne looked at the Direwolves briefly with fear. "Don't worry Lady Brienne, they like you, they admire your ferocity so they will not hurt you." I handed her the bag of pups. "I know what to name her." I turned back towards Sansa slightly surprised. She looked me in the eyes and said, "I'm going to name her Flower. She's pretty like a flower and graceful too. It will also go with the theme of you naming your children after the bastards from certain areas of the Seven Kingdoms." I smiled widely and kissed her on top of the head along with the head of the pup.

"My dear niece you have finally arrived." I turned to see Uncle Petyr walking towards me unafraid of me and the Direwolves in his surrounding area. I looked at Sansa and she nodded towards me as she called my children to follow her and Brienne to their beds. Brienne gave me one last glance to make sure I was alright and I nodded to her confidently to reassure that I was alright and she nodded back looking less trifled.

Uncle Petyr kissed my hand and I smiled at him. "I do apologize for being late Uncle Petyr, but Sand had gone into an early labor, and I'm afraid there was nothing I could do." Petyr grimaced. "That's alright my dear, better late than never, hm?" He patted my hand and brought me over to a slightly enraged Lord Bolton and I couldn't help but smirk at his little inconvenience. "Let us go inside My Lord, I bet your son is dying to meet Alessa."

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