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Who: Jon and Ghost and you
What: Residence domes and then anywhere
When: April 21 through the end of the month
Warnings: Probably none, but I'll add them if they come up
Notes: There's one closed starter and an open one

[For Inesa]

It starts out like any other morning here, the slow rise to consciousness after a night of troubled sleep, then the wet nose on his cheek and the warm...fur...that is definitely not right. Jon opens his eyes and is greeted with a face full of very familiar snout and ears and eyes. "Ghost!" he exclaims before sitting up to give the wolf a hug around the neck. He'd seen Ghost before he left Winterfell for Dragonstone, but he's still pleased to see the animal here. He likes knowing Ghost is safe.

Half an hour later, he's ready for the day and standing outside Inesa's door. He left Ghost a short distance away, so he can't be seen when the door is opened, but close enough come when called. There's an introduction to make.

He knocks lightly. "Inesa?"

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His visit made, Jon heads about his normal day, only this time, everywhere he does, he's accompanied by a white direwolf with red eyes. There's no need to fear; the wolf is well-trained and doesn't stray far from Jon's side.

Practicing with his sword, wandering through the market, Ghost is there with Jon in both of these places. Jon even adds in a few places he visits less often, gardens, the other rec domes, as though he's giving the wolf a tour of their new home. Which he is.

And of course Jon will be sure to take Ghost around to see Sansa, too.

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Michael comes across Jon and Ghost in the market. He vaguely knows Jon by this point not that they've spoken much by any means but anyone that's important to Sansa is certainly Michael's radar.

"Is that a wolf...?"

"A direwolf," Jon says, so Michael's mostly right. "They're larger and more intelligent than regular wolves." Which had made him easy to train, and makes it easy for Jon to tell him what he wants. "His name's Ghost."

The knock at her door takes her surprise, but Sansa sets aside her baking to answer the door. Jon, she sees immediately, which is nothing new. But the moment she opens the door she realizes there's an addition at his side.

"Ghost! Hullo, you good boy!" Jon can wait. It's time to give Ghost some good boy scritches.

Eddie is fairly sure that he is allergic to dogs. In fairness, Eddie is fairly sure that he's allergic to most things, certainly most animals, but he's sure that he remembers a very specific warning one afternoon after getting too close to the neighbour's new puppy.

That said, it does absolutely nothing to stop him from staring the moment he lays eyes on Ghost. He doesn't mean to, it's just that he's a curious (~~nosy~~) kid at the best of times, let alone when he sees a giant wolf thing just ambling about the markets like that's a normal thing for a giant wolf to do.

He doesn't mean to approach either, but that's what ends up happening. It isn't until he's there and kind of hovering one hand out as though he's seriously holding back the urge to pet that he realises he hasn't come up with anything to say, and finally Eddie manages to look away from the wolf and direct his attention to the owner, instead.

"Sorry, uh— do you have a pet wolf?"

An obvious question, yes, but cut him some slack. The guy's never seen a direwolf before.

Jon doesn't care that Sansa is essentially ignoring him. He hadn't come here for himself. He sees her often enough, after all. He'd come here to bring Ghost, so Jon is content to stand aside while Sansa lavishes attention on Ghost (who enjoys receiving it).

"He showed up this morning."

"He's a direwolf," Jon explains. "Direwolves are larger and more intelligent than regular wolves." Which explains the size, for one thing. "Don't worry, he's well trained." Or he wouldn't be around this many people.

Eddie raises an eyebrow at that, "Sounds made up."

As far as Eddie is concerned a direwolf is about as believable as something really crazy, like a dragon. But this place is weird as hell and he's seeing all sorts of stuff, so he's happy enough to roll with it. Besides, more importantly, it's really cool.

He squints at the wolf again, leans a little closer before grinning, and his next question technically is directed at the other man, though he doesn't stop looking at Ghost as he asks, "If he's smart does he still like people patting him?"

Inesa spent her early mornings walking through the grove alongside the park. She remembered bringing Jon here and enjoyed the entrapment of trees and foliage that encased her in their protective branches. They had had their first kiss here and even after everything that has happened, remembering brought a smile to her lips.

After her walk she returned back to her home and spent the morning creating little lunches for work and feeding Lancelot. The little bunny had a seat on the table and was munching on a leaf of lettuce when she heard a knock at the door.

Without meaning too, she smiled when she heard Jon calling her name.

She subdued a bit of her smile and opened the door. "Good morning Jon. Would you like to come in?"

"Direwolves are uncommon, but they're certainly not made up." You're looking at one, Eddie. Who is bigger than one would normally expect a wolf to be.

And about those dragons...

"He still likes being petted."

He's standing outside the door with a look on his face that would seem to indicate that he's up to something.

"Only if he can come in too." He gives a short whistle and Ghost comes padding around the corner, then stands next to Jon and looks expectantly up at Inesa.

Her expression shifted from warmth to surprise as her eyes met his. Inesa wasn't sure how well she truly knew Jon but she knew that glint in his eye. It was the same glint that made her heart skip nervously in her chest.

"He?" She looked around and her eyes widened when the large white wolf came padding forward. "Oh Jon. He's beautiful."

Inesa dropped to her knees and held out a hand to Ghost. "It's nice to meet you. I am Inesa."

"His name is Ghost." He's a friendly wolf too, it seems, or at least he is at the moment, when his master's not in danger. He sniffs Inesa's hand and then sits, sure that she's not a threat.

"He's a direwolf. Larger and more intelligent than regular wolves. The direwolf is the sigil of House Stark."

"Interesting," Michael said and glances over the direwolf then. "Ghost, where'd he get a name like that?"

As he should.

"Did you! Oh, you good boy!" She's scritching and petting the large wolf, even allowing him to lick at her face when he decides he remembers her enough.

"Goodness- he's so big. I always forget."

"Really?" She looked up at Jon with a warm smile before meeting Ghost's gaze once more. She could tell that he was a very intelligent creature and wanted to make sure she spoke to him instead of about or around him. "Well it is lovely to meet you Ghost. I hope we can be good friends. I am very fond of Jon and anyone that he considers family is family to me too. I hope that's okay."

She paused and then looked thoughtfully at the open door behind her.

"If you promise not to eat him, I can introduce Lancelot to you Ghost. He's a bunny and one of my good friends. If you are hungry I have treats. I have another wolf who stops by sometimes and I always keep them on hand." She looked up at Jon and felt herself blush a little. "If that's alright with you Jon. I have some tea as well. I was just putting some muffins in the oven."

Jon smiles at that. "Tea and treats sounds wonderful. And Ghost won't eat anything I tell him not to." In addition to being highly intelligent, he's also well-trained. It had been a requirement for the Stark siblings to be allowed to keep the pups. They'd had to train them, too.

"One day we'll have you over for tea and treats."

"He's quieter than other direwolves. Like a ghost." It also doesn't hurt that he's all white, like a ghost.

"It's easy to forget sometimes." There was some time in there when he hadn't even been sure if Ghost was still alive, and has always been glad to see him again. "Maybe their size is why they're the Stark sigil, instead of a regular wolf."

"Their size, their loyalty, incredible fierceness." She looks up at Jon to smile at him, flashing her teeth.

Ghost, meanwhile, is loving this attention.

She inclined her head in a quick nod. "Good. Then let's go in. I'd love to hear more about Ghost." She scratched his neck with a warm smile. "You're a very handsome man, just like Jon." She kissed the top of the wolves head and then rose to guide the pair inside. She loved company and was quick yo make her and Jon some tea while providing snacks for her four legged guest.

Lancelot was sitting on the kitchen table and has frozen in place when he smelled the wolf, his little nose wiggling nervously. He'd met one other wolf and it had looked like it intended to eat him.

"This is Lancelot. Lancelot, this is Ghost. Hopefully he'll be able to keep you safe when you wander off." She pet the bunny and then moved over to stand closer to Jon and give him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"All things valued by the Starks." Even if others don't, Starks can be counted on to provide those things.

He leaves Sansa and Ghost to their reunion. It was why he'd brought Ghost here.

Jon tells Ghost to sit, which Ghost does, where the rabbit is out of reach and safe from being eaten. Then Ghost has a snack to hold his attention and pays no attention to Lancelot anyway.

"We were out with Father, tending to some business." The boys and Theon, anyway, because this had not been business for women. "We found a litter of direwolf pups who had lost their mother. Six of them, one for each of us." Except Theon, not a Stark. "Father agreed that we could keep them as long as we were responsible for training and raising them. Ghost was the runt." He's not a runt anymore, and he's one of only two of the litter left.

Lancelot's nose wiggles at Ghost before he jumps off the table and hops into Inesa's room where his cage is waiting for him. It doesn't look like he minds Ghost but any good Rabbit knows when he might be lunch.

"It sounds like fate." She smiles down at Ghost. "He's very handsome." She looks back up at Jon. "He suits you." They were both very handsome with lovely thick hair. "I'm happy that he's here with you." Though this meant that she was going to keep more wolf friendly treats in her apartment for when he stopped by.

"Is he like a brother to you or do you take care of him Ghost?" She smiles at the wolf as he munches on the snacks.

"We take care of each other." Which is more than he can say for some people, for sure. He'd depend on Ghost more than just about anyone right now, with a few notable exceptions. "He's lost most of his littermates." He wonders if Ghost remembers them like he remembers his brothers, and feels the loss the same way, or if it's just a vague sensation for the wolf.

"I am glad you have each other." She knelt down and placed a hand on Ghost's neck, scratching just behind his ear. "And if you'd like Ghost, I'll be your family too." She didn't want any of them to be alone. It didn't really matter that he was a wolf.

Inesa looked up at Jon and smiled bashfully. "If that's alright with you... with both of you that is."

Jon smiles at that. "He would like that." Or at least, he won't dislike it, since Ghost has demonstrated no problem with Inesa. Jon will absolutely like it. "You have treats. You're set."

"I will always have treats." Inesa smiled. There had been a few times that she'd felt as if she was part of another's family but it hasn't been for a very long time and this was different. Jon cared about her in a way that no one else did.

"For both of you." Wolf treats for Ghost and Jon treats for Jon.

"You're his new friend then." It's not that Ghost trusts everyone, of course. It's pretty much the opposite of that, in fact. He's careful about who he trusts, but Jon trusts Inesa, and that's what's important. "Giving him treats and being my friend, that's all he needs."

Jon would like to know more about these Jon treats, please.

She giggled as she rose to her feet and let Ghost eat his treats without getting in the way. She then walked over to the oven and took the warm cookies that she'd been making out of the heat.

"Would you like a treat too?" Inesa looked over at Jon before sliding a warm cookie onto a napkin. She then walked over and placed a light kiss on his cheek before holding out the cookie for him.

"I would love a treat." He's learned that the sweet things available here are different from the sweet things that used to come out of the kitchen at Winterfell, or even at Castle Black. They're sweeter, and while that's not what he's used to, he won't turn them down. Especially not when offered by her.

"Still warm. That's when they're best."

Inesa laughed softly as she fetched the cookies. She offered him a small plate of four, to take however many he'd like, and then places a light kiss on his cheek. It was two treats: a cookie and a kiss.

"I also have milk or tea if you'd like."

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want to handwave this from here? of cute family times with adorable wolf