Sansa scarcely had to run in her life, but now she was moving her tired legs as quickly as they could carry her. Arya, who had trained in the yard for hours since the crack of dawn, was just as tired as Sansa and ran even slower. Brienne shadowed behind them as usual. Nymeria, on the other hand, trotted effortlessly after them, caution and curiosity shining in her golden eyes.