Chasing cats taught patience and balance. That was what Syrio Forel had told her. Arya wasn't sure if she agreed with the man. So far, all she'd gotten for her efforts were several scratches and a cut on her knee. At least the black cat hadn't gone for her. She'd seen it a few moments ago, and had followed it. Nymeria hot on her heels. The cat had screeched and gone tearing off somewhere else.
Arya was following its scent. It smelled of raw fear and anger. Nymeria tilted her head and growled.
"What is it girl?" Arya asked, turning to look at her wolf.
Nymeria growled then ran to the left. Arya caught the scent a moment later and followed.
It took her to a building, whose door was open, Arya snuck in and found the place abandoned. Nymeria didn't stop though, instead she continued to another door. Arya pushed and the door swung open. Together, girl and direwolf walked through and into another corridor. This one was dark.
"Where to now?" Arya asked.
Nymeria sniffed the air then hurled herself to the right. Arya followed, running after her wolf. The darkness got worse the further they went, until Arya could see nothing, and her ears were picking up anything that sounded like noise. Nymeria turned right again and Arya followed, then suddenly her wolf stopped.
"What is it girl?" Arya asked.
Nymeria looked at her and then looked to the left. Arya got the hint. She moved, cautiously to the left, her hand on Needle's handle.
There was an odd noise coming through from the wall. Arya wasn't sure what it was, but she pressed closer. The noise got louder the closer she got, and then she noticed that there were holes in the wall. She gasped as she saw two people.
Arya looked down at Nymeria and whispered. "Where are we?"
"Oh, harder!" a figure, a woman moaned.
Arya blushed at that and she didn't know why.
"Is that what you want?" A deeper voice, a man, asked.
"Yes!" The woman moaned.
Arya peered closer to see what was happen. It looked like the man and woman were wrestling, but no wrestling she had ever seen produced sounds like what was coming from those two. She narrowed her eyes as she saw who it was who was wrestling.
The Queen and her brother, the Kingslayer. Why were they wrestling, and why were they not wearing any clothes? Arya looked down at Nymeria who looked back at her. Arya looked back at the scene in the walls, and then slowly walked backwards before running away. She'd have to ask Sansa if she knew what the Queen and her brother were doing and why they were doing it. Sansa would know. Of that Arya was sure.
