As he slept, unaware, John was still undergoing a change. While he and Bechana were dreaming, his mind and memories were slowly altering. He began to have dreams of himself flying, hunting, being the strong, stalwart gryphon he had become. Thoughts and images of himself as human began to become more frail and thin, as he began to look upon humans in that capacity. As a gryphon, it was rare for one of his kind to find a noble human worthy as a rider these days...and John somehow doubted he would.
John...wait...that wasnt his name...as his memory searched, the name began to distort. "John....Hohnnn ...Junn...yes that was it. He was Junn." As this took place, a small ring of silver encased around his right foreclaw, and another appeared around Bechana's own. The two were now mated gryphons....and always had been. With the last transformation done, the two crooned in their sleep, nuzzling against one another as they settled into their lives.
Meanwhile...