[ she throws a follow-up order over her shoulder, but she's running. she has not run like this since she and dontos had fled the city. but life and death do not hang in this balance: merely dignity and fun. how undignified it must be to be soaked with water -- and yet she cannot quite shake the look of water dripping off the end of stiles's nose.
sansa throws herself bodily behind the wide trunk of a tree and stops -- panting -- to hide. ]
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[ she throws a follow-up order over her shoulder, but she's running. she has not run like this since she and dontos had fled the city. but life and death do not hang in this balance: merely dignity and fun. how undignified it must be to be soaked with water -- and yet she cannot quite shake the look of water dripping off the end of stiles's nose.
sansa throws herself bodily behind the wide trunk of a tree and stops -- panting -- to hide. ]