Ghian
Their pendant could have been lost with his father, but of course the Goddess had known—even if Ghian did not believe she had intended it. His dad had given it to Ghian before departing for the exploratory mission in human territory that had ended up with his death. It was logical, the pendant on his animal form would have made him more visible and therefore less able to sneak up on the humans.
Ghian remembered holding it in his hands for the first time, its power thrumming as it glowed.
“It knows you,” his dad had told him.
But Ghian wasn’t ready to be known. It would be years before he’d wear the emblem of leadership, and in truth he couldn’t really look forward to it when it’d mean his father would be gone. “Are you sure?”
“I know I leave it and my pack in safe hands,” his Al
