002 A Dream of Spring

[theladyofwinterfell]

Who: Sansa Stark
When: throughout May
Where: Queen's Residence, around Draega + slums
What: Palate Cleanser & Street Rats for Influence, open prompt to commission sewing/clothing.
Warnings: TBD

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Comments

crashes in here a billion years late

[ilves]

[Lalli has seen, like, things that have already been embroidered, but he's never actually seen someone embroidering. It's similar to sewing, he supposes? And he's definitely seen people sewing before, but this is different enough to capture his attention; it's why he sidles up to Sansa, only giving her the briefest of looks when he's addressed—like, why?—before he shifts his attention back down to the cloak. Does he need anything...]

No.

[He's obviously great with people, but look at his worn, grimy tunic, Sansa. Gosh. The boy needs help, even though he seems totally unconcerned with his own appearance as he tilts his head to the side, eyes narrowing as he hones in on her handiwork.]

...Wolves?

[What a choice? He's curious.]

wow lalli let her help you

[theladyofwinterfell]

( Sansa looks up from her work and that's when she sees the state of his tunic. It's a mess, truly, and she imagines he'll need at least one new one so he'll be able to switch them out and not wear them out so very quickly. She shows him some of the completed wolves on the edge of her cloak. )

They are the sigil of my house. House Stark has always used the direwolf as their mark and symbol.