At moments like this, Shireen was really glad Jon had decided not to accept any of the numerous requests or generous promises urging him to partake in the various conflicts by "resolving them'. As she was pondering, the white direwolf sitting on her left placed her large head in Shireen's lap, and the Queen idly began to run her hands through the shaggy fur. She was tempted to name them Black and White, but Arya had convinced her to save the honour of naming the wolves to her twins.