Arya runs away from the Brotherhood again, but this time it’s the Hound again. After having Sandor as a hard-luck case in all of his scenes so far, it’s fun to make him terrifying again!
“Back?” Sandor Clegane’s laughter was iron scraping over stone. “Bugger that, wolf girl. You’re mine.” He needed only one hand to yank her off her feet and drag her kicking toward his waiting horse. The cold rain lashed them both and washed away her shouts, and all that Arya could think of was the question he had asked her. Do you know what dogs do to wolves? Arya VIII – 602
