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      Published: 2016-12-09 Updated: 2016-12-11 Chapters: 2/? Words: 2255
****** The little wolfgirl ******
by Evie62442
Summary
     Picks up right after the red wedding, Arya and Sandor are going to
     the Eyrie. Eventual smut and canon divergence. Im not good at
     summaries very sorry!
Notes
     So this first chapter will follow the show quite closely, it will
     diverge from it eventually!
See the end of the work for more notes
***** Chapter one *****
Arya woke up with a pounding head. She tried to open her eyes but the
combination of her headache and her eyes swollen with crying made it hard to
do. At first she couldn't remember what had happened just the night before and
lay confused on the ground but eventually the images came back to her. Catelyn
and Robb were dead. Her mother and brother were dead. Arya was now an orphan.
She felt the tears coming again and felt sick. Turning to her stomach to hurl
she noticed the Hound sitting across from her staring at her.
"What the hell are you looking at?" she yelled at him. Arya hated him. He
hadn't let her go and try to save her family let alone gone in there himself.
He could've taken out at least a dozen of men and she knew it. He just hadn't
bothered.
"You've been whining and vomiting all night. I'd rather not see that again
'cause I don't wanna lose my appetite." he grunted at her.
Arya rolled her eyes: "Maybe you should've thought about that before hitting me
on the head with a fucking rock."
The Hound stared at her silently for a long while before saying: "You wouldn't
have been able to save them. Neither would I. You would've just gotten us both
killed."
"I've seen you fight off twenty Lannister men without as much as a scratch. You
could have gone in there and you sure as hell could have let me go! You are
nothing more than an ugly coward and I'd rather be travelling with your brother
than you!" 
He stood up at that, walked over to her and lifted her in the air from her
collar. 
"You ungrateful little shit. You think you'd be better off with my brother?
He'd have raped and killed you thirty times by now! Aye, you're right, I should
have let you in there, should have let you die there right next to your mommy
and brother you little twat." And then he dropped her to the ground.
The Hound was standing over Arya as she was on the ground shocked by his
reaction. They stared at each other for some time before the Hound grunted "I'm
going for a leak" and walked off. 
 
***
 
They rode in silence that day. 
Although she wanted to make a comment about having her own horse again she
thought it better not to since she was afraid to agitate The Hound again. Arya
hadn't really been afraid of him for a long time but she knew the comment about
his brother was too much and now she didn't dare say anything until she heard
some men talking about the red wedding.
”Stop the horse” she said.
”Don't listen to them. I'm not in the mood to rescue you and just might let you
die and if I let you die I won't get my money will I?” he said.
Arya didn't pay any attention to him as she leaped off the horse and walked
towards the men. The Hound growled behind her and dismounted the horse. As she
was closer to them she heard them better.
”I'm telling you, the hardest thing was to get the wolf's head to stay on! It
kept slipping off! No I'm telling you I'm the one who sewed it on!” followed by
the other mens comments and laughter.
They were laughing about her brothers mutilated corpse. With only one thing on
her mind she walked up to them and they finally noticed her.
”Who the fuck are you?” said the first man.
”I'm very hungry. Can I have some food please?” Arya said in her most
persuasive voice and puppy dog eyes.
”Fuck off” he spat at her.
”I can pay you” she said handing out her coin that Jaqen gave her.
”What kind of a coin is that?”
”It's worth a lot”
As he reached for the coin Arya pretended to hand it to him just before
dropping it. The man sighed and bent over to grab it as she jammed a knife in
him. When he fell to the ground she went on top of him stab him again and
again. Focused on just killing the man she sisn't notice the others raising and
grabbing their swords until The Hound came up from behind her, pushed her
behind him and killed them both within seconds.
”Where did you get the knife?” was the only thing he said.
”From you.”
He looked amazed for a second before slapping her on the back of her head.
”For fucks sake girl” he said frustrated, but Arya could've sworn she saw a
hint of pride in his eyes.
 
***** Chapter Two *****
Chapter Summary
     Arya sees something from her past.
Chapter Notes
     So in this chapter I'm beginning to diverge from the show's plot.
-Arya-
They had been riding for days without seeing as much as a lonely hovel, let
alone other people. Arya was growing tired of riding with The Hound, with his
sweaty arms around her and her back pressed against his front. She felt more
and more anxious not being able talk to anyone else than him, and he was not a
talker most of the time his only reply to anything she said being "Shut up
girl" and not being able to move anywhere without him being there watching her
like a hawk to ensure she wouldn't run off. The only time she had any privacy
was when she went for a leak or when they stopped by a lake or river to wash
themselves. Arya rolled her eyes. As if she could run off without a horse, he
would catch and kill her in seconds.
She was deep in her thoughts when he suddenly pulled to a halt. Arya looked up
to see they had finally found a tavern.
"Are we going in?" she asked hopefully.
"Aye."
He dismounted the horse and picked her up and put her down. Arya was about to
go to the door when The Hound grabbed her hand and yanked her to face him.
"You are my squire, understand? You are a boy and you are my squire and you are
not Arya Stark and you will not cause any harm but will keep absolutely fucking
silent or I'll rip your ears off. Are we clear?"
Arya rolled her eyes again and sighed.
"Yes, you piece of shit."
He just grunted and pushed her forwards to the door.
***
They were eating inside when a group of Lannister Knights strolled in. The
Hound groaned and sighed frustrated.
"Not these fuckers" he whispered.
Arya looked at the men, not too joyed by their presence either. She was
watching them drink and eat and make noise and torment the tavern keepers
daughter, stripping her naked and groping her while laughing when one of the
men turned to them. She recognized him immediately. It was Polliver, the man
who killed her friend Lommy and took her beloved sword Needle. He still has
it. Polliver sat at their table across from them. For a moment Arya thought he
had recognized her too but instead he just focused on The Hound. 
"Well if it isn't Sandor Clegane! Haven't seen you in a while, what brings you
North?" Polliver said.
"Could ask the same of you."
"Just keeping King's peace" he said looking at the poor girl and grinning. "You
should join us, there's a million taverns like this here and they all have
daughters like that hidden somewhere. Now that the war is over we can do
whatever we want and when wearing the kings colours no one is going to stop
us."
The Hound looked at him for a moment before saying "Fuck the king" and taking a
drink of his beer. 
Polliver looked astonished for a moment before looking at Arya. 
"See you're travelling with someone, who is she?" 
Okay so he knew immediately she was a girl, but still didn't recognize her.
The Hound glanced at her and said: ”She's my squire.”
”I'll tell you what, you give us a couple of rounds with her and we'll let you
walk out and pretend you never said that. You see now my friend here likes them
a bit broken in” he said at shot Arya a suggesting look.
Arya tensed. She didn't think much of The Hound but she was quite sure he
wouldn't go for it but she had been wrong about him before. She looked at him
waiting to hear his reply.
He didn't even look at her when he said: ”You're a talker. Talkers make me
thirsty.” and then he grabbed Pollivers cup and gulped it down once.
For a couple of seconds there was a pressing silence with everyone looking at
the two wordlessly waiting for the tension to break. Then all of a sudden The
Hound shot up grabbed his sword and struck the nearest Lannister man. In a
blink of an eye they were all launching at him. Arya took a step forward to
attack them but he pushed her behind him. All she could do was watch as he
killed them one by one ripping their guts out. It looked like he was in the
clear when Arya saw Polliver come up behind him with his sword ready. She
grabbed a sword from a dying man and with one swift motion cut Polliver's calf
open and took Needle from his waist. As he was lying on the floor in agony she
walked up to him locking eyes with him.
”Something wrong with your leg boy? Can you walk? I've got to carry you?” she
said as he looked at her confused. ”Fine little blade. Maybe I'll pick my teeth
with it.” at that he remembered her, just before she slowly pushed Needle in
his throat, killing him. She then swiped the blood off the blade on his clothes
and put Needle on her baldrick, back where it belongs.
**
They had set camp in the woods again, laying on their bedrolls. Arya was
squirming around unable to fall asleep after seeing Polliver had brought up so
many memories.
”Stop moving around girl, I can't sleep with you being so loud”
”Oh do forgive me Ser, I am terribly sorry for your trouble falling asleep.
It's just I have this tiny problem of seeing unpleasant things whenever I close
my eyes.” she said to him pointedly.
He snorted at her before saying: ”How did you know him anyway?”
”He was at Harrenhall. He beat up an old woman for asking for a piece of bread.
He, the Mountain, Tickler... they were all torturing and raping people.”
The Hound remained silent until he quietly said: ”I see.” and then continued
”well you are going to have to find some way of being quiet 'cause I want to
sleep”
”I have a list”
”A list?”
”A list of people I want to kill. It helps me sleep”
”Aye, let's hear it then”
”Joffrey, Cersei, the Tickler, Polliver, Walder Frey, Meryn Trant, Tywin
Lannister, The Red Woman, Beric Dondarrion, Thoros of Myr, Ser Ilyn Payne, The
Mountain...The Hound”
She could feel his eyes burning at her, surprised to hear his name. What did he
expect?
”If you're gonna do it, you better do it neat and fast or I'll break your skull
with my bare hands” he said before turning around and falling asleep.
**
She had woken up at first light after a night of barely any sleep. She was
restless and even after reciting the list sleep didn't come easily. She was now
practising her water dancing that Syrio had taught her when she heard laughter
from behin her. Arya turned around to see The Hound looking at her amused.
”The fuck is that supposed to be?”
”It's Braavosi water dancing. My dancing master taught me. Syrio Forel, the
greatest swordsman that ever lived”
”And where's you dancing master now?”
”He was killed by Meryn Trant”
”Meryn Trant?? What kind of a swordsman is killed by a man like Meryn Trant?”
”He didn't have his sword!”
”The greatest swordsman who ever lived didn't have s sword?” he was bent over
from laughing so hard.
Arya was furious at him and lunged at him with her sword. He caught her in time
and grabbed her sword from and pulled her against him. With one hand firmly
only her waist and the other holding Needle he squeezed her back against his
stomach. She couldn't move an inch as he breathed in to her ear with his beard
tickling against her cheeck.
”Remember what I told you last night? If you try to kill me without succeeding
Iwill killyou.
”You can terrorise me as much as you want but you can't make me scream.”
He lowered his head even more so that his lips were now touching her ear. Arya
felt her breathing become ragged and her stomach tying to a knot. He then moved
needle up inside her tunic so the blade lay against the naked skin on her
stomach. He begun drawing circles on her skin movin up and down and sending
shivers down her spine.
”Oh I could make you scream if I wanted to, just not in the way you'd think”
Arya swallowed hard. They stayed like that for a while, her behind pressed
against his groin and the sword inside her shirt when he all of a sudden pushed
her to the ground and threw the sword next to her.
”We leave within an hour” he said before turning around and leaving her on the
ground trying to catch her breath.
 
 
 
 
End Notes
     As always this is pretty short but it's only the first chapter. Hope
     you liked it!
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