“Sisters,” Alysane Mormont replied, gruff as ever. “Five, we were. All girls. Lyanna is back on Bear Island. Lyra and Jory are with our mother. Dacey was murdered.”
“The Red Wedding.”
“Aye.” Alysane stared at Asha for a moment. “I have a son. He’s only two. My daughter’s nine.”
“You started young.”
“Too young. But better that than wait too late.”
A stab at me, Asha thought, but let it be. “You are wed.”
“No. My children were fathered by a bear.” Alysane smiled. Her teeth were crooked, but there was something ingratiating about that smile. “Mormont women are skinchangers. We turn into bears and find mates in the woods. Everyone knows.”
Asha smiled back. “Mormont women are all fighters too.”
The other woman’s smile faded. “What we are is what you made us. On Bear Island every child learns to fear krakens rising from the sea.”
I’m really not sure if I aged these ladies sufficiently. Dacey had to be at least 30, right? Aly has kids.
I might switch up Dacey at some point. I’m just not satisfied with how she came out, for some reason. I was going for a flatter nose for these two so they wouldn’t resemble their uncle too closely (Jorah’s in the queue fyi) but I think Dacey’s looks off somehow. Ah, anyways, I’m happy with Aly’s face at least.
