GAR
It had been an incredible day. Completely overwhelming.
Aaryn was back. Impossibly, the Creator made a way—a path through the traverse. Aaryn said it was now nothing more than a cave, an empty space that smelled like the WildWood. He'd only been able to find it in his wolf.
Gar knew the guards had searched the cave when the portals were closed, and they hadn't found any way through. Elreth, too.
But Aaryn pointed out that he was a Protector. And his beast form seemed… different.
"I'm still myself," he'd whispered in his brother's ear when they were discussing which guards to send to what might now be a security risk they thought they'd never have to face again. "I'm still in my head when I'm a wolf."
Gar tipped his head and looked hard at his brother whom he'd thought might only be inexperienced. But now, after some investigation with Aaryn and a handful of other protectors, it looked like there was some difference in the ways they shifted and the forms they took.
