Lady is surprisingly abreast of many things.
"Anything that you know, I know," she replies, happily, in flawless Japanese.
Sansa feels her hand run through her fur again and again. She realizes that the wirewood leaves and the sakura blossoms are not simply woven in Lady's fur. They are grown from her flesh, as part of her as her clear golden eyes.
Lady is part of her Spring.
"You're my heart."
Lady huffed a curious noise. It took Sansa a moment to realize that it was a wolf's laugh.
"I am, Sansa, as you are mine. I went to sleep as the white wind began to blow beyond the Wall, for we kept Spring in our breast until the Dawn needed to be broken."
Sansa shivers. Seeing Lady's still body carted back had broken something in her she had never repaired.
"And then awoke again today?"
"No. I woke the day you brought forth Spring. I lived all this time, waiting for you to call me forth from the roots from Westeros. I felt you sprout anew from there. I knew it was only time that would keep us apart. I have missed you."
"And I, you, I'm sorry I was not strong enough to bring you to me before."
"It is what it is. You were not ready for me to come back. Now you are."
"Don't-"
"Doggy!" shrieked Nemuri, sprinting and sliding to fall atop of the giant ass wolf that crawled from the fucking roots of his daughter's godstree, what the fuck.
The wolf barked in a laugh, and nuzzle the shit out of Nemuri, who was allergic to dogs what the fuck she didn't even wheeze, only pressed herself back harder against what looked like really soft fur-
"YOU SMELL LIKE SAKURA!" Nemuri squealed.
"And you smell of warmth and sleep," replied the MAGICAL TALKING WOLF.
How the fuck is this my life.
Shota sighed. Because his husband was wiggling next to him. As if he needed to use the restroom.
"Just go."
Hizashi joined the dog pile with a booming squeal. Because of course, he did. Shota felt his hair lift as he automatically protected the poor thing's hearing.
"Hello! I'm Sansa's To-san!"
"And I am her Lady! I am her heart and she is mine!" The wolf, Lady, chirped in a happy sweet voice.
Right. Magic is in her blood. She's mentioned that in reference to her family. Except for her. Right. Magic talking wolf. Oh Sansa's old gods, Nezu is gonna loose his shit.
"... Are you potty trained?"
"SHOTA!?"
"It's a legitimate question."
"I am more… Plant than an animal, now, I believe, rewoven by Sansa when her Dawn Broke the Second Long Night and her Spring Bloomed. I do not exclude that type of waste anymore. Only air from your breath."
She's a sentinel plant. What the actual-
"Okay. How do you feel about cats?"
"All animals are welcome in our den, Ser To-san."
I like her. For a dog.
"That's nice. Why are you here?"
"To protect my Queen, of course. She is Spring, she is my heart as I am her's. I will make kingdoms bleed for her."
Okay, I really like her.
"Cool. We can find you a nice sunspot."
The wolf's enormous tail whipped back and forth, knocking Hizashi ass over kettle. Shota couldn't help his smirk of delight.
And if he barely resisted Hizashi and Nemuri dragging him to fall atop Lady, that was his own business.
