[ Theon has a certain amount of cleverness about him, but he’s nothing compared to his sister. She would slap her younger brother for being so dismissive of Ammy, but this Theon is just that: he’s young. He’s not as worldly or travelled as Asha and despite having a good crew that respects him, he hasn’t sailed half the distance or raided half the shores that she has.
Still, he’s not stupid. He knows there’s something different about this creature. He’s heard from his uncles that the Northmen in Westeros have strange gods, gods without names that dwell in rocks and streams and, yes, within beasts as well. He halfway wonders if Ammy isn’t one of them. Even if that’s the case, he doesn’t mind if he’s offended her. The northern gods don’t dwell on the Iron Islands, but he’s curious. Pocketing a few choice treasures, he moves to follow her, stepping lighting over the bodies. ]
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Still, he’s not stupid. He knows there’s something different about this creature. He’s heard from his uncles that the Northmen in Westeros have strange gods, gods without names that dwell in rocks and streams and, yes, within beasts as well. He halfway wonders if Ammy isn’t one of them. Even if that’s the case, he doesn’t mind if he’s offended her. The northern gods don’t dwell on the Iron Islands, but he’s curious. Pocketing a few choice treasures, he moves to follow her, stepping lighting over the bodies. ]
You can understand me, then.
[ But can’t respond vocally. Interesting. ]
Are you actually a wolf?