Shock and Awe

One hour, several meetings, and quite a few orders later, Sansa Stark decided to take a walk around camp, wishing to bask in the sunlight of the increasingly shorter days while she still could. All around her, there was a frenzy of activity as the additional Free Folk and Giant reinforcements hurried to set up tents or at least make-shift roofs above their heads for the coming night. Lady beside her, she had to pause for a moment beside her loyal direwolf as a giant lifted a heavy amount of material on his shoulders.

Petting her suddenly wary companion right behind her ears, Sansa decided it was probably a good time to use the additional intelligence Jon gave her mind with his powers so that Lady can better understand her orders through their bond.

"It's okay, girl," She told her in a soft voice. "Those huge people are here to help us."

The large wolf whined a bit but looked back at her redheaded master. The Lady of Winterfell in exile gazed at her unconvinced eyes more sternly at that.

"You may want to keep me safe but as long as they aren't attacking me, then, no bitting," She commanded with a raised finger.

Lady was motionless for a moment but she nodded before long almost to the point of bowing. The young woman couldn't help but grin at that. Her beloved brother really had made her reborn friend smarter for the better.

Suddenly, as if her recent thoughts had tempted fate, she tensed in alarm as she heard a mighty roar echo across the land. And all around her, she could sense the whole camp freeze.

She looked up, trying to find the source of the sound and suddenly could see movement in the clouds above but it was still too far to distinguish anything clearly. Before long, Lady Lyanna of House Mormont joined her astride the horse she had been riding to inspect the camp and check out the newcomers with her own eyes.

"What in all the Old Gods forgotten names was that?" The ruler of Bear Island demanded to know.

Before Sansa could reply that she wasn't sure, they were joined by the closest member of the North Grove Council: Val, the so-called Princess of the Free Folk. She seemed to be focusing her gaze to make sure she was correct in her assumptions.

Then she smirked.

"It appears Lord Snow has finally arrived atop the surprise we were telling you about."

Lady Lyanna and her liege exchanged a glance, shock starting to expand across their features.

"Could it be...?" She whispered as she stared back at the sky, realizing it could be possible given her brother's new status but understanding that such a revelation would stun her all the same.

Her beloved brother did not disappoint her as a powerful and regal looking blue dragon descended from the clouds.

Sansa could have cut the awed silence of the entire camp with a knife as Jon came into view astride the magnificent animal. As for herself, she was fairly certain she had never smiled wider. For the hope in her being was higher than ever.

And she knew in her heart that they were going to succeed.