it's a little thing called puppy love

[turned_to_steel]

WHO: Sansa Stark
WHERE: In front of her home
WHEN: Dec 8th
OPEN TO: Open
WARNINGS: will update if needed
STATUS: Open

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Raleigh had told her about the strange boxes that arrived now and then for people without warning or clue as to who sent them. It was in one of those boxes that he had gotten his cat and she knew that Margaery had gotten her puppy the same way. Sansa didn't consider that it might be possible she would get a box of her own, though.

So imagine her surprise when she stepped outside with the intention of going for an early morning walk only to stop at the sight of a box sitting on the front step. Freezing, her lashes fluttered as she blinked at it and the fact that her name was written rather boldly on the lid. Her lips parted in surprise as she glanced back and considered calling out for someone to come look just in case what she was seeing was a trick of the imagination. Not that she did actually call out. Instead, she turned back to make sure the box was still waiting for her and pressed her lips together when she saw that it hadn't disappeared.

Closing the door gently behind her, she took a careful step closer and then another until she was right in front of the box where she could kneel to get a closer look. She started to reach for the lid when suddenly the box jumped just a little, causing her to jump a little as well. She froze for a second, holding still for a heartbeat or two, before finally opening the box to see what was inside.

The way the box had moved clued her into the fact that there was most likely something living inside but nothing could have prepared her for the sight of a white, fluffy puppy inside. Almost immediately she was cooing as she watched the puppy wriggle in excitement at the sight of her. Then the puppy was doing its best to get out of the box, its back feet scratching against the side as it tried to pull itself up and over in an attempt to get to Sansa.

"Ooh, you little sweetheart." Sansa giggled, reaching in to scoop the puppy out into her arms. Then she sat right there on the front step of her home, giggling again as she tried to avoid the exuberant 'kisses' the puppy was trying to give her face.

Comments

[rangerbecket]

Considering that he, too, had a younger sister, Raleigh tries to be cautious about when he shows up around Sansa's house since he knows she lives with one of her brothers. When he sees her out on her porch with a puppy, though, he thinks that's interesting enough that even a brother won't think it's strange that he stops to say hello and he draws up close, kneeling down to see the new little pile of fluff that calls Sansa mom and this place home.

"So, I'm guessing one of the boxes finally showed up for you, huh? I told you it would eventually," he says, grinning wide at her.

[thekittenqueen]

Gilbert bounded into the room at the smell of another creature. He circled around Sansa, sniffing at the floor and the air. The sudden scratching having caught his ears. He jumped up, peering inside the box as the two dogs became accustomed to each other.

Not far after him, Margaery paused behind her friend, smiling with surprise. "It seemed you received your first gift." She chuckled, kneeling down so she could pull Gilbert away. "What a lovely surprise!"

Her first gift had been seeds and a spinning wheel. Not that she hadn't been pleased by that.

[womanofvalue]

While Peggy is hardly a dog person, she's still more than capable of admiring the ones that other people have received here for their pedigree. This one seems to be rather suited to the weather, which makes Peggy smile warmly for the way the young woman reacts to the animal. "He's quite small," she says. "And white! I think you might have a great deal of searching on your hands in the future," she warns as she comes closer to regard the animal.

"It's quite enthusiastic, isn't it?" she observes. "Or perhaps you've got something of a scent on you? Food, perhaps?"

[king_in_the_north]

"Who's this then?" Robb asked as he made his way up the front walk, sack slung over his shoulder filled with the morning's hunt. It hadn't been as bountiful as he would have liked, but it was easy enough to put those worries aside for the moment at the sight of Sansa's radiantly happy face.

He'd heard about Lady, and it had pained him. If the forces controlling this place saw fit to rectify a bit of that loss, he couldn't be sorry for it, even if it was technically one more mouth feed.