Sansa shook her head.<span style="color: #FFFF00">"It would be probably safer if i go; you're already going viral. Please, my love."</span>She begged her love, to take on the dangerous action. Though, without a sudden reaction after Mali order, she breathed heavily and nodded.<br/><br/>For now, Sansa went to balcony by her window. She stood there, admiring the beautiful sight of the townspeople and the other end of the castle. Until, just then she saw her father walking in with large group of townspeople behind him. Turning to the direction where everyone was walking to, she noticed the big crowd, along with the sword over Mali neck?!? She gasped and quickly left the room, hoping this was just a nightmare.<br/><br/>Or, just her father taking stuff to far...<br/><br/>Within half a minute, she was outside, behind a bush, and facing the front of the many faces. Many people were there. Almost half of town. So much anger was inside the young princess, that she crouched down onto all four - almost like her body was transforming. And she did. However, not into a were-furry, but instead a wolf; a normal, white wolf.<br/><br/>Growling she made her target and jumped straight towards it, known as the King. And when he landed hard on the ground, his neck was shredded and pouring with blood. He was dead.<br/><br/>Sansa then looked up and saw Mali. She ran up to the leopard and urged her to more from the angry guards.<br/><br/>(Hope you this was good..)