Day 5: Favourite episode ⟶ 3x09The Rains of Castamere
↳ Somewhere far off she heard a wolf howling. It wasn’t very loud compared to the camp noise and the music and the low ominous growl of the river running wild, but she heard it all the same. Only maybe it wasn’t her ears that heard it. The sound shivered through Arya like a knife, sharp with rage and grief. — Arya XI, A Storm of Swords.
And who are you, the proud lord said, that I must bow so low? Only a cat of a different coat, That’s all the truth I know In a coat of gold or a coat of red, A lion still has claws, And mine are long and sharp, my lord, As long and sharp as yours