a/n: It’s finally here! The fic I have teased a few times, I finally buckled down and wrote the first chapter and a verrry loose outline but I think I’m okay with what I want to do. Enjoy!





The man reached into his pocket and removed a set of car keys, flicking them towards Tormund, rolling his eyes. He gave him a pointed look. Tormund looked at the keys and sighed, deflated. “Thanks, you didn’t have to return it now, told you I’d pick it up in the morning.” He caught sight of her, standing still on the sidewalk, trying to figure the interaction, and laughed, gesturing to the young man. He signed at the same time. “Dany, this is Jon. Jon, meet Dany.”





“We met,” Jon said. He smirked, signed something to Tormund. She had the distinct impression it was about her.





Tormund whooped in laughter; yup, definitely was about her. Dany scowled. “What? What’d he say about me?”





“You are rude,” he answered.





Missy had joined them now, just in time to catch that last bit. “Who is rude?” she asked. She stared at the massive white dog, gaping, instantly transfixed. “Is that a wolf!?”





“Yes.”





It was Jon who spoke this time, large hand going to the top of the animal’s head. Dany crossed her arms over her chest, irritated. Rude? She was trying to be helpful, yes, she’d made some glaring errors and mistakes, but she was embarrassed enough. She apologized, didn’t she? She sneered at him; her brows pushed into a single line. “I said sorry. I was just trying to help.”



