Herra POV
I let Ned lead me away from his wife and my adopted daughter. "I have sent a raven for my arrival. I had not expected this big of a feast in the Bas Reeve's honor." Ned chuckled as he held a door open for me. Just as it closes we embraced each other,
nothing more. Yes, I love him but he now belongs to another. "I was a bit skeptical when you went to speak to the Bas Reeve only to find them all slaughtered. All but one.." Ned spoke as I pulled away and smiled at him sadly.
I explained what had happened from the moment I went to the deep North, because we weren't hearing any word from the Bas Reeves about the white walkers. "I fear that they were targeted because of what Clarity is. I can feel that she can be more if she
becomes your Knighting Gale of Winterfell." Ned Stark never looked at me as bewildered as he is now. I gently placed my hand upon his gaining his attention from his deep thoughts. "There is another thing you need to know. Her mother is the great white
wolf from a native tribe from long ago. I fear that one of the tribes men have been following me. I might be killed tonight Ned Stark. If I do you need to name her as the Knighting Gale of Winterfell. If the tribes men get to her... She might as well
have a quick death than they can offer her." Ned looked at me with so much emotion and tiredness.
"Why would her mother's tribe kill her?" I looked back at him my eyes filled with hatred for the monstrous creatures. "They always think that once the great wolf is killed, the child is always to blame. Whether the mother wolf had many children or few
they will kill them with no remorse." Ned looked back at me with the same disgust that I have for them. "It shall be done...What about the Wall?" I smirked about that. "She needs to meet with a man that was the brother of the mad king. That's mostly
all she'll be doing there. She will hear his story and her studies will be completed." He looks amused at me making me quirk an eyebrow. "What?" I asked he laughs. "You haven't changed one bit Herra Shavian." I blushed a bit as he spoke my family's
name. A servant calls for him making him pardon himself. I nodded softly smiling at him as he left. I knew this will be my last night on this earth yet I am not panicked. I stood and walked to the fireplace hoping the flames can sooth my worries for
my Clarity. That's when the blade sank in through my spine and out my gut.
"Mother have you seen Jon?" A voice of a young man asked making Clarity stand still so he wouldn't see her eyes. Lady Stark noticed this and smiled gently at the young woman. "Rob dear, I'd like for you to meet Clarity Bas. She is from clan Bas Veneer
our long time ally...Until the massacre. She is the only survivor of the Snow Cats." Clarity looked back at Lady Stark bewildered at how she knew the last part. She side glanced at Rob to see he bowed to her in respect in which she did in return,
just not facing him. "And to answer your question. He is most likely in the training yards. In fact why don't you take Lady Clarity with you?" Lady Stark was wearing a smile that was beaming.
Clarity stared at her now afraid, even shaken. "What's wrong Lady Clarity?" Lady Stark and Rob looked back at her in concern. "I-I'm unsure is all. I think I should wait for Lady Herra. We won't be staying for long. We are to head for The Wall." They
looked at her like she now had three heads. "Well at least meet my brother Jon. He's been curious about The Wall." She was surprised that when she looked at Rob he didn't flinch or shrunk back. "I'll answer his questions to the best of my ability
sir." He seemed satisfied with that as did Lady Stark. He held out his arm for her and she took it.
He lead her outside and over to the training yard. "JON! Come meet our new arrival Lady Clarity Bas." Clarity hated that he was being loud but it only gained the attention of said person. Clarity stared at the ground unsure of how his reaction would be,
and wishing she took her blindfold back from Lady Stark. "Never heard of her." Jon spoke and went back to hitting the dummy. This made her smile michiviously and feisty. "Well I can assure you the same Jon Snow." Jon looked back at her as she raised
her head up to look back at him. "What's with her eyes?" Jon whispered to Rob irritating Clarity that he'd ask Rob instead of her. "She's from the Snow Cat clan. She's pretty much the only one left of her kind." Rob whispered back hoping to ease Clarity's
irritation. He of course has heard stories of the Snow Cat's wraith is not to ever be toyed with.
Clarity POV
I started to sense the pity coming from Rob. "I've had enough of this. Good bye sir Rob, sir Jon. I have better places to waste my time than being pitied by something that happened long ago." I swiftly walked back inside to try and find Herra so I can
get out of here. I found my blindfold in the chair that Lady Stark was sitting in. I tied it back on and let my senses take control.
That's when I smelled Herra's blood and the scream that couldn't be heard over the music. I ran to the room she was in, switching my form into a snow cat and broke down the door. I jumped on the man that held a native sword with Herra's blood dripping
from it. I tore his throat out relishing in his screams of agony and terror as he saw my eyes glow in hatred. "C-C-Clarity dear..." I spat out his throat in his face and made my way over to cuddle Herra. I whimpered as I saw how much blood she was
loosing. "Hush hush my dear guardian. The Starks did not do this...It...was a tribes man n-native. From your mother's tribe...You mustn't forget your goal..." I shook my head not caring about the damn wall for once. I felt tears stream down my fur
as I can see the light go out in her eyes. I roared in mourning attracting the attention of all the Starks and party goers came upon the scene. Lady stark had recognized my eyes as I looked up at her with heart break and sadness. "Lady Clarity?!"
I wined as I leaned into her gently touch.
I formed back into my naked human form crying into her shoulder."Sansa bring some dresses, Nan ready a bath and room for our guest, Boys LEAVE!" All of them at once did as they were told as Lord Stark ended the feast. Jon looked back at Clarity one last
time, and set his fur cloak over her naked form. Lady Stark nodded in thanks as she was finally able to escort her away from the tragic scene. Every person that walked through the halls that night, or slept in the rooms close to Clarity's room, could
hear Clarity tearing herself apart. Blaming herself for Herra's death, and swearing on those natives of her mother's tribe shall receive her claws dragging deep within their flesh, slowly and painfully. As she relishes their agony and screams.
"Do not relish in vengeance, girl. I raised you better than that!"
Clarity gasped as she heard Herra's voice boom in the room. Her glazed eyes stopped at the fire place. She saw Herra's face within the flames. Herra smiled back at Clarity's shocked expression. "How can I-"
"See and hear my voice? Ahahaha you have much to learn of the secrets of your heritage, my Clarity. Aye but we have little time right now. So I shall make this quick. You MUST go to the Wall. There you will meet a frail old man that feeds the shadow ravens. Ask him of his story and origin. You will be faced with difficult decisions, but do not fret." Herra
eyes gleamed at Clarity with fondness. "For you will have companions with you to help you decide...you must be very weary of Kings Landing...Do not trust the Lann-" Herra's face disappeared as did the fire, making the room start to
freeze. She felt a darkness coming upon her room. Just as she saw steel cold blue eyes glaring at her they disappeared. Clarity felt she can breath again.
She undressed herself and lifted the fur blankets over her. 'Who was Herra warning me about?' Was the last thing that clouded her mind as she drifted off to sleep.