Starting Out Reincarnated as a Direwolf, How Do I Survive in Game of Thrones?

A Game of Thrones fanfiction, a legend of a wolf spirit in the North.

Other people start out as big shots; I start out as a big dog. Other people start out blessed with divine powers; I start out trying to survive in the wilderness. So, how exactly am I supposed to scrape by in the world of ice and fire after turning into a Direwolf? The game of thrones is for humans to play, but I'm just an utterly ordinary little doggo!

[Content Advisory: A self-indulgent fanfiction written to feed my own cravings, set before Game of Thrones. The male lead is Rhaegar. The prose is poor, and the logic is questionable. Proceed with caution-this is half a century before the events of Game of Thrones, before the schemers and victims of Westeros have all assembled: a story of their childhoods.]