Bran gave the pip a quick nervous stroke , then turned as jon said here you go his half brother put a second pop into his armsthere are five of them bran sat down in the snow and hugged the wolf pop to his face its fur was soft and warm against his cheek direwolves loose in the realm after so many years muttered hullen the master of horse I like it not it is a sign father frowned this is only a dead animal he said yet he seemed troubled snow crunched under his boots as he moved around the body do we know that killed her there is something in the throat robb told him proud to have found the answer before his father even asked his father knelt and groped under the beasts head with his hand he gave a yank and held it up fpr all to see a foot of shattered antler tines snapped pff all wet with blood a sudden silence descended over the party the men looked at the antler uneasily and no one dared to speak even bran could sense their frar though he did not understand his father tossed the antler to the side and cleansed his hands in the snow I am surprised she lived long enough to whelp he said his voice broke the spell maybe she didi not U gave heard tales matbe the bitch was already dead when thepips came born with the dead another man put in worse lucj no matter they be dead soon enough too bran gave a wordlesscry of dismay the sooner the better he drew his sword give the beast here bran the little thing squirmed against him,as if it heard and understood no bran cried out fiercely it is mine put waway your sword robb said for a moment he sounded as commanding as their father like the lord he would someday be we will keep there pips you can not do that it be a mercy to kill them bran looked to his lord father for rescyre but got only a frown a furrowed brow hullen speaks truly son better a swift death than a hard one form cold and starvation no he could feel tears welling in his eyes and he looked away he did not want tocry in front of his father ribb resisted stubbrornly red bitch whelped again last week it was a small litter only two live pshe will have mi;k enough she will rip them apart when they try to nuese it was strange to hear him call father that so formal bran looked at him with desperate hpoe there are 5 p he told father 3 male 2 female what of it you have 5 tyreborn children 3 son 2 daughters the direwoolf is the sigil of your house your children were ment tohave therep bran saw his fathers face change saw the othermen exchange glances he loved jon with all his heart at that moment even at seven bran understood what his brother had done the ocunt had come right only because jon had omitted himself he had included the girls but noit the bastard who bore the surname snow the name that sustom decreed be given to all those in the north unlycjy ebough to be born with no name of their own