Wildling to the bone
I just see Gwen. And it’s awesome. Like, instead of going off and being the typist for that telephone guy, she just got on a train and went North. And after she passed Hogwarts and saw it already had some badass redheads, she kept going. Until she got to a place where the snow piled down and the wind was fierce and people treated her like a person, like a free woman. And she thought she could stay here. It’s hard work, but she’s never been afraid of a little hard work.