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  Third Person POV.Somewhere on North.

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  Jon delved deeper into the culture of the Free Folk, seeking to uand not only their warrior skills and traditions but also the more subtle and everyday aspects that shaped life beyond the Wall.

  During the day, he participated in tribal meetings, where he listeo aral stories told by the elders. Seated around crag campfires, Jon absorbed legends that spoke of the tribe's a enemies, hunting traditions, and the nuances of the a nguage that Val was so dedicated to teag.

  In the quieter hours when he wasn't training the art of bat for his young students or learning the a nguage with Val, Jon found himself immersed in daily activities, from food preparation to crafting characteristic clothing of the Free Folk. He learned about the importance of unity and cooperation, fual values that permeated life iribe.

  As night fell, Jon gathered with tribe members around campfires, where everyone shared songs and tales celebrating their victories in historical struggles.

  This immersion in the Free Folk's culture not only enriched Jon's uanding of his panions but alsthened his position withiribe. He was being reized, always uanding and respeg the traditions that shaped the identity of the Free Folk. Thus, Jon Snow became not only a skilled warrior but also a respected member of the unity beyond the Wall.

  He might be a member who probably wouldn't stay there much longer, but still, he made a point to learn from them and teach everything he could.

  Jon was going through one of his routines on this day beyond the Wall, advang with the calm and routine ce of everyday activities. Jon Snow, with a serious expression, dedicated himself to chopping wood, his robust silhouette moving with strength and precision with each stroke of the bronze axe. The regur sound of metal against wood echoed in the clearing, creating a rhythmic symphony that blended with the murmur of nature around.

  After finishing the task of chopping wood, Joiculously ahe pieces, his eyes the result of the work that, though effit, didn't make him break a sweat but was effective for heating some campfires wheurned.

  After fulfilling his duties, Jon actively participated iribe's activities. He assisted in buildis, shared responsibilities in food preparation, and ied with members of Karsi's tribe. His presehough reserved, veyed a sense of itment to the tribe's well-being while he was there, learning a lot from these people.

  It was during this moment of stant activity that Val appeared, bringing with her an imposing figure: Ilyana, an experienced warg. Val approached Jon with a smile, introdug the warg and the mission she brought with her.

  "Jon, you're here. I've found someoo help you," Val said. She was still very surprised by what Jon did yesterday—holding a bird in mid-air without toug it, using some kind of magic to grasp it. That se was etched in her mind all the time. Still, she helped Jon find a warg who could teach him; her sister reehe forest witch from their own tribe, so Val went to fetch Jon.

  "That's good; I don't have anything else here. Let's go," Jon smiled and asked Val to lead the way. Leaving Karsi's tribe area, Jon and Val ehe heart of the camp, with Jon always drawing attention, as by now, he was quite famous here, even though he hadn't fought giants like on the first day. They arrived at a surrounded by many trees, a sacred pce with a heart tree that the Free Folk used for prayer. Upoering, Jon saw a woman surrounded by several other women from the tribes, helping her settle in.

  "They take religious priests seriously even in this part of the world," Jon thought, the se. "Val, I see you found a man. Not bad at all," the woman said, fshing a smile with some missih.

  "Ilyana, it's not like that. This man is helping me in bat, and I'm helping him with the a nguage," Val spoke, somewhat embarrassed.

  "Nonsense! I see a woman looking at your man. Has he stolen her heart?" She ughed at that. Val didn't respond, and Ilyana turned her attention back to Joo Val. Jon didn't seem bothered by the old woman's teasing; he didn't seem to care, just studying the woman in front of him.

  Seeing this, Val quickly introduced us. "Snow, this is Ilyana. She's a woman with more than 12 winters, respected and known throughout the camp. She is the spiritual guide for many who seek the old gods."

  "I am, along with a bunch of other old dies. Don't fet, I'm not the only forest wit this camp, little Val," she said, ughing. 'And an old woman with a bold personality,' Jon thought, looking at the ughing dy.

  "Well, this is Jon, a newer from the decimated tribes of the West. A warrior better than anyone in this camp," Val spoke fidently.

  "Too handsome to be from this side of the Wall... My girls are all blushing here. Val, you better grab this man quickly; we'll have a war of single women soon," she said sarcastically. "Anyway, you seem to be more than that, Snow. What's your full name?" She asked.

  "Jon Snow."

  "I don't know the meaning of that name, but clearly, it's not from north of the Wall..." She spoke in a dangerous tone, creating a temosphere ient. Jon remained calm but raised an eyebrow.

  "Bfffur! Hahahahahahaha! o be so tense; I see a free man in you," she ughed after the silence, breaking it with those words. "Val, you should have seen your tense face." She chuckled, teasing the blonde.

  Val sighed, unsurprised; she had already gotteo the jokes of this forest witch. "e here, d, I want to see you up close. I've heard you're a warg, a powerful one," she said, calling Jon over. Jon nodded and walked over, finishing his analysis of this dy.

  Ilyana was an elderly warg and forest witch. Her gray hair cascaded down to her shoulders, marking the years of experiend wisdom she had accumuted, with some missih. Jon couldn't help but emphasize her incredible sense of humor; she seemed like a dy who eeasing people. She also analyzed him as aiimal, difficult to prehend, and spoke with genuine surprise, dropping the pyful tone.

  "Jon Snow, a newer but also a remarkable warrior among us. Val has spoken highly of you and your skills, but everyone in this pce has heard of you. They say you have the spirit of a wolf within you, but I see even deeper things," she said with a pyful ugh.

  Jon smiled, the ers of his lips lifting in a friendly manner. As he approached, he nodded iing, impressed by Ilyana's presence, remi of priests of the Nine Divines in Skyrim.

  "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ilyana. Val has been a dedicated teacher in the a nguage, and now I look forward to learning more about the traditions and the path of wargs if you're willing to teach me," expressed Jon, his voice den with resped geerest.

  Ilyana's deep arating eyes studied Jon for a moment, as if reading something beyond the words he had spoken. She then spoke with a mixture of wisdom and fasation, abandoning her usual teasing: "I see a young man with the soul of a wolf and an even more powerful and unknowure. There is a strong e between you and the wild spirits that dwell beyond the Wall and those that burn with fire in a nd tamed by voloes!" Ilyana's expression was one of admiration, as if pting somethiraordinary and rare.

  Beside them, Val and the irls couldn't help but feel a twinge of intrigue as they listeo the versation. She remained silent, Jon and Ilyana, aware that something signifit was unfolding before them, something that went beyond lessons in the a nguage and the dragonborn's abilities.

  Jon, though not fully uanding all the implications of her words, felt a certain respect for Ilyana's prese was as if she could read something within him that went beyond on knowledge; still, he couldn't say she was wrong.

  "If you're willing, Jon Snow, I guide you along the path of the wargs, expl the abilities that may ma in you," offered Ilyana, her expression serious but full of respect for the journey Jon was about to uake.

  "That would be good. I haven't ventured down this path alone because I don't know the limits of this field. It would be helpful to have a versation with someone experienced," Jon expressed his thoughts with a brief smile.

  Val, realizing that the versatioween Jon and Ilyana would be of a more intimate nature, decided to withdraw. "I'll leave you to talk; my sister must need me," she said before stepping away, respeg the privacy of the two.

  As soon as she bid farewell, Ilyauro the girls still ihe tent.

  "You all stay here; I'm going to the heart tree with this young man, and I won't need help with such a strong man," she said, opening a smile. Thus, Jon and Ilyana made their way to the heart tree outside the tent, a pce that seemed fitting for sharing experiences and knowledge at this moment, as the dy had enough authority to dismiss everyone present in a unique way. Beh the tree, the atmosphere became calmer, with Jon sitting in front of the forest witch as she looked at him and listeo his thoughts about Warg abilities.

  "So, you already dream of being a white wolf pup? That's iing," ented Ilyana, revealing a small smile as she observed Jon. Jon, in turn, shared his own : "But I also feel like he's far, out of my reach; I believe he's south of the Wall..." Ilyana pondered Jon's words before responding, "I uand... It seems like this animal was born to make a e with you, and it's terrible for su animal to be so far from its master; it leaves them inplete. Do you feel his loneliness?" She questioned, seeking to uand the plexity of this unique e between Jon and the wolf in his dreams.

  "Yes, I feel a lot of loneliness when I'm in him; it's kind of disturbing," Jon admitted, revealing the depth of his experiences and feelings regarding this mysterious e. "Hehehe. It's like that; you have to be with that animal as soon as possible. If you say he's a pup, it's the highest e. For now, since you're away from him, you should try eg with another; find an animal in the forest and take it as yours, preferably a pup, and spend as much time with it to build that bond; your abilities will start maing from there," advised Ilyana, sharing her wisdom on the boween wargs and their masters. Jon nodded, abs the instrus.

  Later, as the day was ing to an end, while they talked and Ilyana teased here and there, some of those womehe woman back to her tent, and Jo. But instead of going to his tent with Lucis, he decided to look for an animal in the nearby forest. It didn't take long for him to find a with a crow's chick. Although it was reckless to take a wild animal, Jon was determio care for it as a son. Following Ilyana's advice, he took one of the chicks from the ao his tent in Karsi's camp. Lucis, who reparing some things, came across Jing the chi his hand.

  "What's this, Jon?" She immediately saw the animal and frowned.

  "Our first child, take good care of him, alright?" Jon smiled, caressing the small animal.

  "What nonsense is this now!" She huffed. Jon just smiled, enjoying teasing the blue-eyed girl who nominally is his wife here.

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