Sansa (winter_wolf) wrote in lostathogwarts, @ 2014-06-03 00:12:00 |
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Entry tags: | !june, hermione granger, sansa stark |
Who: Sansa, Hermione and Ginny
What: Chatting
When: June 2 afternoon
Where: Gryffindor common room
Warnings: probably low
Status: ongoing
She decided she wanted the snow to be golden. Sansa worked the needle carefully, her embroidery very neatly created as she pulled the gold thread through the taut cloth. Ever since she first learned, her stitches were precise. She had been praised for her handiwork and never frowned at like her sister's attempts used to be.
Sansa paused, wondering where Arya was. She couldn't be sure Arya was even alive but she would bet on it, remembering the younger girl's spirit of adventure. Having run out of gold thread, she decided to start working on the white wolf standing in the gold snow. She had drawn this image herself. The direwolf was meant to be Ghost, the one belonging to her brother, Jon. She pulled the first white through the cloth when her eyes misted over. She missed Lady, her own wolf which was no longer alive.
"Ouch!"
A red droplet of blood welled on her forefinger. That's what she got for going emotional all of a sudden. "Bloody hell," she murmured beneath her breath, having heard some of the younger students utter this. Sansa then looked at the far-from-finished embroidery. Carefully, she left two dabs of her blood on the image. After all, Ghost did have red eyes.