[Summer tenses, just as if he might go after Edgar. Anything that runs, anything with sudden quick movements--these are things that his direwolf might run in pursuit of, save for the press of Bran's hand on his shoulder. Summer doesn't relax, but sniffs at the air again, his eyes fixed on the cat in the tree, in case he should move again.]
Does he like the other animals? There are so many--more than I would think there would be. [He looks over toward where the cows and chickens are kept. They would be too great a temptation for Summer, but Bran has been over to see them a few times, just out of interest. They remind him of Westeros.]
Some would say better to be bored and safe. [Not Bran. Or would he? Sometimes he would, and sometimes he wouldn't, and his uncertainty might show a little on his face.]
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Does he like the other animals? There are so many--more than I would think there would be. [He looks over toward where the cows and chickens are kept. They would be too great a temptation for Summer, but Bran has been over to see them a few times, just out of interest. They remind him of Westeros.]
Some would say better to be bored and safe. [Not Bran. Or would he? Sometimes he would, and sometimes he wouldn't, and his uncertainty might show a little on his face.]