Especially given direwolves were as rare creatures as they were north of the Wall. The animal did get a passing glance, but for some reason, Ygritte did nothing more than that.

Everything felt like a dream.

It's hard for her to admit defeat, more to admit to needing help. But someone is offering it and as much as she would like to do it on her own Ygritte is too unwell to do that. So she shifts slowly and awkwardly to her feet with a pained looked on her face before attempting that first step. Her hand moved to her chest to press over the wound.

"He never mentioned havin' a sister. Only a brother and a father." Another few steps and she looked towards Sansa. "Is he here?"