"You are whatever you wish to be, Chaya, even if you do not know what it is yet." One of her hands stroked along Chaya's hair. "I am sorry if I upset you by assuming. Did you know that warders can change? I may have said this before but, we can change from boil to ghoul to nothing. It takes time, time like growing trees. Maybe you can, but even if you cannot change outwardly, you are... whomever you say you are. It is up to you. Do you know what you are yet?" Drawing back a little, she simply stroked at his ears. Hollandaise had not meant to distress the poor hound. She hoped that somehow, she could help Chaya with this - she was becoming rapidly attached to him.
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