It was late for the princess to be walking alone beyond the walls of Winterfell, but her curiosity spoke more loudly than the reason.

Cregan had been acting so strangely and from the window of her chambers she had seen her new friend heading into the woods.

Now, lost, alone and with her path illuminated only by the light of the full moon, she feared the sound of howls she heard.

Looking back she could hear footsteps, slowly seeing the figure of a huge wolf with so familiar stormy grey eyes.