North of Castle Black, far beyond the Wall, dire wolves roam. Paws press heavily into winter snow as the ferocious hunters scour the wilds for food and shelter. When winter finally comes to the rest of Westeros, maybe their range will extend south towards King’s Landing and put pressure on townsfolk to keep their children and cattle a little closer at night. Wolves the sizes of ponies aren’t easily fended off, after all.
The sigil of House Stark, Game of Throne’s dire wolf is the hunter of the north. But that’s where they stay. According to Theon Greyjoy, dire wolves had not been sighted south of the Wall for two hundred years, until Robb Stark found a litter of six pups romping around near their dead mother. History tells another story.