Jorah was dressed in dark black furs with a white strip over his shoulders to match his wife. He had been greatly saddened Ron learn of his father's death just a few years before. The progress had been quick. The trap was indeed set and ready. They had been training the Dothraki how to fight these white walkers. He nodded at her question, "Yes, we are ready." He said. As ready a second hey would expect very be in his opinion.