Just a short, sweet drabble (set a year before Arya's return) of Rickon and Osha reuniting with Bran and Hodor.

Hope you enjoy it!

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Hodoring

„Hodor?" Hodor jumped excitedly, causing a minor earthquake. He pointed his finger at the two figures approaching the gates.

"What is it, Hodor?" Bran asked from his seat.

"Hodor!" He put the not-so-little-anymore lord on his back and happily skipped down the stairs, ground tumbling with each step.

"Rickon!" Bran exclaimed, thrilled to see his now eleven-year old brother, tears welling up.

The siblings were busy catching up. Hodor looked at the wildling woman. Her brownish hair shone like copper in the afternoon sun.

"Hodor," Hodor said shyly, blushing.

She smiled and hugged him. "I missed you too, sweet giant."

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