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Ryrja watched the woman intently as she finally reacted to him. “I…I’m sorry, Ryrja was it? I, uh, I’m H-Helena. Just, you know, heading to Iadan to. You realize you’re not supposed to be real, right? I-I mean you’re a-a-ohh. You’re a guardian. Not like a stone one in a park or something, but a-. And Phadan? No idea.. How can you be real?" Helena managed to get out. Ryrja contemplated all of her ramblings. "I have always been. As have the others of my kind. I have been protecting the Great Forest all of my life. It is the only reason that this forest is still standing as it did so long ago." Ryrja had noticed Helena's movement. He slowly stood and moved a bit closer to the Human. He then began to circle her playfully. "Phadan are soul stealers. They live to rip the hearts out of Humans and Spirits. If they are able to do this, then they become so very powerful. For many years we have been able to keep them out of the world. Somehow, they've been able to slip past all of our barriers. If they steal your soul, as a Human, you would become lifeless, living life in a grey haze. You would have no feelings..no cares. I, on the other hand, would simply stop existing. I would die. Spirits cannot live without their souls, you see. I've been told that it's a terrible feeling, having your soul ripped from you body." he said, continuing to eye the girl. He came to stand in front of her once again, closer than before.

The Spirit tilted his head, as if trying to decide something. "I'm afraid that if the Phadan are not stopped, we will be forced to pull out of your world. I would be greatly saddened if it comes to that." he said. He looked off to the right, as if sensing something. Turning back to Helena, Ryrja wagged his long tail. "I think that you should at least allow me to escort you to your destination. I would feel better knowing that you arrive safely." He wondered if the Human would allow him to go with her. He'd not informed her of his ranking, hoping that she would trust him either way. He hated that most of the other Spirits were only kind to him because he was so powerful. He hoped that Helena would come to like him for..well..him. "You know, if its easier on you, I can shift into my other form." he said. He began the shift, a bright light surrounding him..blocking him from the Human. Ryrja felt his bones changing. Getting stretched, broken, and healed. His fur disappeared to be replaced by hair upon his head. Lastly, his horns and gems disappeared. The bright light faded and revealed Ryrja's form. He appeared Human now. He was quite short, standing at only five foot two. His hair matched his fur color, a shocking blue. A nose piercing was able to be seen. The Spirit was fully clothed, wearing a white dress shirt, a black pinstriped vest, black pants, converse, a black and white checkered scarf, and a black beanie upon his head. He was smiling at the Human. "Is this better?" he asked. He continued to watch Helena, wondering what she was thinking.