A Game of Thrones (Desire�)

The only thing that would divert him from his meal was the noise. It was a voice, of a wolf, who seemed to be talking to him. He turned his head, sending his tongue swiftly over his lips to get the excess blood from them so he appeared decent before the lady whom had found him on her ventures. The proud man rose from his meal and onto his sore paws as he dipped his head slightly, the scent of a pack evident on her. "A pleasure to meet you ma'am. I am quite hungry, yes, but no fool to try bigger prey than this alone." He stated simply as he blinked.


His mind briefly drifted towards Kingslanding, thinking about how the kingdom might be fairing under Joffrey's rule. He doubted that Westros was doing well for Joffrey was a cruel ruler. There was probably a civil war that Ser Barristan was missing out on, something he would have loved to participate in. It was a cause and one worthy of his support. His slate grey eyes gazed at the woman. Her black pelt didn't seem to be scar-filled but some scars faded under fur while others did not. She had two different eye colors, quite unique ones too, a blue and a green eye. She had very dark fur that he was almost certain was black, though it was dark so his eyes might be mistaken.


"I am Ser Barristan Selmy." He introduced himself to her, still referring to his knight title that he had earned during Robert's Rebellion a while back when he was merely a pup, almost a yearling.