beautiful frog spear queen

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Meera rose to her feet without a word and reclaimed her weapons. With her three-pronged frog spear in her right hand and the folds of her net dangling from her left, she slipped barefoot toward the well. She kept to the shadows as she moved, stepped around the shaft of moonlight as quiet as a cat. Bran was watching her all the while, and even he could barely see the faint sheen of her spear.

y’all i need to yell about meera:

I KNOW WE’RE ALL SAD BUT

BUT CONSIDER

HER LITTLE SMILE and chatting w/ hodor

the way she runs is so cute omg, she has no business looking this adorable in a crisis

JUST STARING DOWN THE NIGHT’S KING NBD

TAKING DOWN WIGHTS RIGHT AND LEFT

AND WHEN SHE JUST FUCKING SPEARS THAT WHITE WALKER AM I RIGHT

MY GIRL MY LOVE MY QITN

lifting bran onto the sledge and then pulling that thing all by her goddamn self WHEN WILL SHE CARRY ME AWAY TBH

YOU GUYS SHE LEFT THE CAVE WITHOUT HER FURS, DID SHE PACK THEM FIRST?????  IT’S COLD OUT THERE, I’M WORRIED D: D: D: