Hi, guys. This one might be a bit short. Sorry! School stuff... one of my priorities... . hahaha!

Please reread the chapter from time to time, I update and edit them sometimes. And sometimes I add a scene or two in the published chapters... It's my first story, so please bear with me. :)

But this one is my favorite so far. I'll update as soon as I can, which is actually soon. :)

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Jon

The deer arrived sooner than when they went down from the hill. They found a huge dead log on the forest floor, perfect enough for them to hide behind.

The wildling girl knew hunting, Jon was sure.

It's a fact that appeared to be difficult for Robb to accept. And her witty banters almost always left Robb lost for words, amusing Jon more.

"It's too far away." Robb quietly insisted. Releasing the bow, arrow's tail still between his fingers. He looked away from the target, checked the direction of the wind.

"It's a doe, Robb. It's more sensitive than the male. If it feels that she's being watched she will run off even 'f she don't hear a scratch. If you're gonna aim and pull, you got to release it." Whispered Koreen. Her patience losing.

"I said it's too far away. And it's wandering around." Robb hissed at her. His peeked over their hiding spot.

Koreen quietly moved beside Robb and knelt next to him.

"You boys hunt for games! To practice how to kill! Make use of the arrow you sharpened! To test your aim..." Koreen words growing irate.

Koreen is fairly slim. Tall for the age she claimed. Her face was young, but her eyes seasoned, giving the impression that they have seen incidents beyond her youth.

"You are saying that because you've never hunted hungry before!" her anger was evident.

Koreen shoved Robb and took the bow from his hand. Swiftly, she put an arrow against it and aimed at the oblivious animal.

"Koreen, stop." Robb held Koreen's bow arm.

He knelt beside her, his eyes on the target again.

"Arya. She's an energetic girl..." Robb said.

He lightly pushed down Koreen's outstretched arms, seized the bow and arrow from her.

"That little devil is always hungry, you know.." Robb continued, placed the arrow within the bow. "I'd hate to hear that shrill voice of hers, whining and complainin'. And she's with us for the next three days..."

He pulled the arrow back.

"...You know what's worse than Arya, Koreen?"

"No." Koreen answered.

"A hungry Arya."

The doe attempted to run, but failed after a yard. It fell on the ground twitching. Aching from the pain of the arrow shot through its neck.

Robb was thrilled with himself. He looked at Koreen, elated and overjoyed.

Koreen was pleased with herself too, it showed from the way she patted on Robb's shoulder.

"Come on!" Robb snagged Koreen's hand and tugged her, running towards the dying animal. He then called on his brother.

Jon stayed behind to pick up the bow and quiver Robb dropped.

"Right here, Jon!" Robb hollered.

Jon was picking up Robb's Valyrian sword his brother put aside, when suddenly he heard dried leaves crackling, as if someone has stepped on them.

The shrubs faintly moved.

"Who is there?" Jon asked.

The movement became quicker as he spoke. He drew Robb's sword out.

"What is it, Jon?" Robb yelled out to him, curiously.

"Just stay back. Draw your dagger, my lord." Jon warned.

Robb did as advised, he moved in front of Koreen, protecting her.

When movement shifted to Jon's left, he bravely brushed his arm to clear the view behind the bush, the other hand on the sword ready to swing if necessary.

Jon released a breath of relief when he saw what was hiding behind the shrubs.

"It's alright, Lord Robb. It's just a fawn." He announced, lowering all defenses.

The baby deer was so young, looked a week old. It cried out, and feebly ran to the dying doe.

"Your kill was its mother." Jon declared.

The fawn found one of the doe's teats and suckled on it. The fawn got kicked by the doe's twitching leg a couple of times.

The doe took its one last breath and finally, after much agony, died.

The fawn let out a screeching cry, seemed like it knew its mother had passed.

Jon handed over Robb's sword to him.

"We need to get back to camp right away." Robb said, wearing his sword on his belt.

Jon moved quickly and bound the doe's legs for carrying.

"What should we do with it? The fawn?" Jon asked Robb and Koreen while tying up the prey.

"It's not going to last long without its mother." Koreen said.

"Just kill it." Robb tossed his dagger onto Jon's foot.

"What?" Jon asked, finding it hard to believe the order Robb was giving.

"It's still nursing. It will not gnaw on anything yet. No doe adopts another." Koreen added.

"You want me to slit a helpless newborn animal's throat, then?"

"It's the kindest thing to do, brother." Robb declared.

Jon gritted his teeth. He hunted countless times, even twisted sheeps' neck when it breaks its leg to end its pain. But this was different.

"Koreen and I will prepare the horses, bring the kill uphill after you're done with the fawn."

Jon picked up the knife and took it out of its leather case. He knelt down, pulled the fawn towards his lap and held out its neck.

"I'm sorry. It's easier than starving to death, little one. I promise to do it as swift as possible." Jon whispered to its ear.

Jon said a prayer in his head. He asked the seven Gods to watch over the fawn and its mother, and for forgiveness for giving a sentence to a creature for it was alone and weak.

The fawn let out a faint cry. He cut too deeply, misjudging the tenderness of its neck. There was more blood than he had expected.

He stood up and covered the fawn's body with the largest leaf he could find.

He knew the fawn will be some meal to another predator in the woods.

The doe was not as heavy as he anticipated. But the trip uphill to the horses was too steep.

"That took long 'nough, Jon Snow. Did it give you a fair fight?" Koreen joked when he finally arrived to his horse.

"I've never hunted hungry before, Koreen." He answered, tying the doe on top of his horse. "But I have never killed anything just because I decided it's too weak to survive."

An awkward silence filled the distance between them.

"Let's go, Jon. There so much to be done at camp." Robb commanded.

Jon rode his horse. "Yes, Lord Robb." He replied. "After you, Koreen."

Koreen looked at Jon intently. For a moment she felt bad for him. And she felt guilty for herself.