Jon IV

The voice that followed the snow flurries buried any hatchet for Jon, the coldness gripped everything, it blurred his mind until the figure's voice collapsed into the snow. The instinct barely took a thought and his body moved into action, Jon had never been in full control like this. Ghost's body was extremely agile he never felt so powerful as his paws trodden the snow.

Jon could see every minute detail with precision, Sansa lay face down in the snow with a soldiers dog biting her limp body. Theon beaten by three more soldiers. In the distance, far deep in the south, a faint howl called him.

Jon barked in rage, it was fearsome, he could feel part of the dragon's rage in there. His muscles fueled by that rage startled the soldier and his dog making them freeze in shock. Jon didn't hesitate as he leaped and ripped the throat of the dog slamming him around on the ground until it didn't move, his mouth tasted the sweet blood ,tossing its carcass off to the side.

Jon's white fur stained in red sized up the soldier, he circled the sweating man, as he slowly went for his sword. Jon darted at the same time, no match for his reflexes, snapping his razor-sharp teeth through bone he ripped off his sword hand , held it tightly in his jaw. Jon charged forward sending the blade through his mouth...

Jon dropped the sword as the man fell to the ground, the three took one look at Ghost and bolted off, leaving Theon struggling to move. Jon paced up to Sansa's body and started dragging it away out of the open and into cover behind a patch of trees away from the road.

Jon managed to pull her onto her back and licked the snow off her face, he could taste the blood from her wounds and stared at his sister in disbelief.

Someone will pay for what they did to her, Jon thought as he struggled to keep his emotions in check. He heard Theon groan and get back to his feet and some part of Jon wanted to rip out his heart for his betrayal of his two brothers.

Jon watched him slowly approach them and took one look at Ghost and fell to his knees grabbing a hold of Sansa limp body.

"I'm so sorry Ghost, I tried to help her. I did. I really did" he choked back tears trying to wake Sansa.

Jon barked at Theon and shoved him out of the way and stood over top his sister and barked at her. Nothing happened which made Jon fear the worst, she couldn't be dead she just couldn't be. Jon thought violently. He started licking her face again.

"Lady is that you" she whispered her eyes still closed, she grabbed a handful of his fur and hugged him to death.

"I knew you'd save me Lady" she started crying which broke Jon's heart even more until she opened up her eyes.

"Ghost," she said in shock " Where's Jon" she sat up as Jon laid his head her lap and playfully barked at her. "I'm with you".

"You saved us" she managed to say through her tears " We must find Jon, where is he Ghost, he must be close by," she said frantically to Theon who still looked pale with grief.

Jon felt heartache that he couldn't hug his frightened sister, deep down he washed away what Sansa had thought of him when they were young, all that was long past him, he was older and more experienced that he could lift it away without putting too much thought into it.

Sounds in the far distance alerted Jon that they needed to move fast or more men would find them, Sansa struggled to get up, she pulled against Jons fur and with the help of Theon managed to get back to her feet. "Sansa...i don't know if I'll make it" Theon shivered his ragged clothes and dirty face made him unrecognizable in their time as boys at Winterfell. Jon stood on all fours towering over the both over them, Jon felt the coldness creep onto them like a thin blanket, it was so subtle the wolf's senses barley picked it up. his ears heard the sound of horses faintly closing in on them, they had no time. Jon barked at his sister and lowered himself down pulling his sister by her gown on top of his back.

"I think he wants you to go with him..." Theon said realizing what Jon was doing, he needed to protect Sansa from the boltons. "Go, Sansa! your safety is more pressing" Theon said helping a bewildered Sansa on to Jon. He noted the weight of his sister to be of concern later and looked at Theon with pity he could not let wasted to a dying man he had no love for, even after what he did here.

Sansa though pulled him into her arms and whispered in his ear "the north will remember".

Jon could smell the scent of fear in the air. Theon pushed them away and it vanished, dried blood and the pang of rot rung into Jons senses as he took off with Sansa gripping his neck tightly..

There were four of them, appearing out of the wilderness behind them. Four horses shambling through the heavy snow. Their movements were quick and agile and the terrain was rough, but they didn't seem to care. Jon almost froze when he caught sight of the pale skin and cold blue eyes.

Flashing towards them after running over Theon.. How did they get this far out? Jon thought terrified that they had broken down castle black and wall as Sansa gasped in terror.

They smelt unnatural. Dead. Dangerous Jon thought as he headed further north, he needed to get Sansa to safety. The never ending forest was torture for Jon with the added weight he could feel the burn run through him. Jon never faltered one inch using every muscle to its full capacity to outrun the four riders.

They had to be scouts Jon wondered nearing a clearing in the forest. Hordes of dead would have surrounded them by now if the others had broken past the wall, he thought seeing the open field approach them. What made it worse was why were they after Sansa and Theon, things had turned dire for the Starks once Eddard had gone to King's Landing, yet nothing made sense to why they were after them. Had the Boltons allied with the others. Jon shivered at that thought and tried to concentrate on getting them out of this mess. Deepwood motte was there only choice and that's where Jon would take his Sister even if it meant the worse for his wolf Ghost.

Jon could still sense in the far back of his mind, he missed Drogon and Daenerys with so much love his will for saving his Sister meant so much more, he felt powerful and the warmness washed away the coldness that followed them.

"Ghost" Sansa shivered into his ear " they are catching up" she hugged him tighter as he looked back towards the riders.

They were gaining closer and closer, One rider with pure grace he had only witnessed once lined them up with its bow and shot an arrow unlike what Jon had seen before. It wasn't a normal spear headed arrow, it was covered in pure ice and when he dodge the projectile, the tree in front of them exploded into ice.

Jon tore through the snowy field and into a density of bush and trees that hide Deepwood all to we'll. Ice lay where the river once flowed as his paws fluidly ran right over it. The bogs smell overwhelmed him, entering into the gloomy atmosphere that housed house reed. The man who saved his uncle and knew the truth about his true mother and father lay close by.

Whispers in the wind sent shivers down his spine, Jon knew the walkers were talking amongst each other and he feared they could be setting a trap with the Boltons. if it was him chasing them he would of done the same. Jon kept pushing forward and never gave them an inch over them, he was a dragon and a wolf, both feared by men and it shouldn't be any different for these monster's.

AN-

Marvelmyra

How is Dany just half a dragon.? Both her parents were Targarians.! Jon is half blood. But his Stark blood makes him a Warg as well.

Hmmm she is a full dragon and i don't want to give away how she's able to warg, it will come soon...

: O Arya found Gendry! Will she come back now?

Technically her 'no-one' personality found Gendry and Arya started to surface more with the interaction of Tyrion, she might need bit more of a familer face to help her come back.