The look Ygritte threw him was another challenging one. He's never stolen a horse before. That was exactly what she used to do-- well steal whatever she could. Horses were rare that far north. There was nothing to feed on.

"Aye? I bet you don't take so well to losing," she told him, as she leaned back into his touch. She was mostly lining up the canned goods and dried meat away from the fire.