Hannibal signalled his guards to create a perimeter. He whistled and the wolves moved away with what remained of the rabbit out of hearing and sight. It was now just the two of them. He did not think her weak for this, it was a difficult thing to kill something innocent. However, if she was to be a proper Bolton and then a Queen she would need to grow stronger.

He placed an arm across her shoulders as he turned her to face him. He tilted her chin up once again and wiped the tears from her eyes. "Not everything that appears innocent is My Lady. When it comes to animals such as that they are for the most part innocent. However, I have seen a few rabbits up here in the north that have attacked a full grown man. They bit him and he went mad. I know it is difficult to take a life. However, you must not be afraid to do so. You may never know when that innocent life is corrupted by something else and needs to be killed." He explained to her. "Those are decisions that every ruler must make." He said.

This had turned into a greater test than he had thought. She had not flinched, fainted, or cried out when he shattered multiple of his brothers' bones. She had strength within her. Likely she was not privy to matters of life and death very often. "Perhaps when we go to Highgarden you might ask your Grandmother of these things." He suggested. He knew Margaery was close to her Grandmother and respected her advice and council.