"No, not yet," Arya's happiness visibly wilted, but a small, forlorn smile remained. At that moment, Sansa found herself looking at a pair of large dark-golden eyes. A large grey wolf, no, direwolf, was looking at her with slightly bared teeth and a quiet growl. She had not seen or heard when the direwolf had even entered her room! Unlike Ghost, this one was a bit smaller, but still as large as a normal horse.