Sansa had a secret.
At the change of every season, a beautiful stranger would visit her in the woods. It was a promise made long ago, one that kept her going back into the forest in search of him every day.
Only at the change of the seasons could...
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The kids stood upon the edge of the forest, waiting for her to come out.
They giggled among themselves, laughing at the anticipation of the wait.
"She goes in there every freaking day."
"Dude, she's obsessed."
"I heard she went off her meds."
A fit of laughter rose again as they circled closer, whispering becoming more frantic.
So engrossed were they in their teasing, that none noticed the angry shadow descending down.
"What was that I heard?"
"Shit," one of the males quickly turned around, eyes wide in fear as he took in the low growl rising from Warren.
He took a menacing step closer, making the group shrink back.
"Get the fuck away."
Without another word, they were running. Within a safe distance, the teasing could be heard again, others laughing at the craziness of the aging wolf and his protectiveness of such a similarly crazy person.
"Fucking brats," he spat in their directions, eyes shinning gold in heated anger.
He quickly turned at the sound of approaching footsteps.
"Oh," Sansa looked around, clear relief on her face, "they're gone today."
Warren crossed his arms, glaring at her.
"Why didn't you tell me they hang out here?"
Sansa only shrugged, "It doesn't bother me."
"It should."
She looked up at him in confusion, "why?"
He shook his head, walking away in the direction of their home.
Warren looked back at her, evaluating her mood carefully.
"He didn't come?"
Sansa looked up and smiled, shaking her head.
Warren felt his fist clench, wondering why she was even smiling in the first place.
"No...there's always tomorrow though...and then the winter solstice is coming...he'll be there..."
Warren didn't have the heart to voice out the obvious question.
What if he isn't?
It was clear to see that the girl was putting all her hope on that day. That she saw the previous meet up as a fluke. Something that had gone wrong but would be corrected with time.
That he would come and explain it away and put all her worries at ease.
Warren sighed. He wanted to scream and shake sense into her. Even if the man she spoke of was real, and even if it had been just a one time mistake, he couldn't think of what it would be like if it happened again.
