"They are," the Cat answered, a hint of approval creeping into his voice. "But this one, in a sense, protects all of the others. All knowledge. All that will eventually be learned or created. That is what this place represents." It was a simplified answer but the Head Librarian was the one who should decide who should know the true scope of their work.
Fur fluffing out slightly, the Cat made an impatient sound. "Of course not. That would break quite a few natural laws. There might be a way, if I truly wished it, but why would I want to be human?" The thought made him shudder. Why would he want such an awkward form when he was sleek and balanced in this one. The feline was a marvel of natural engineering. "I am a guardian of sorts. My realm of knowledge is the disciplines rooted in fact. Science, history, that which can be witnessed and measured. There are others who deal with other types of knowledge but none of the patrons have seen them yet."
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Fur fluffing out slightly, the Cat made an impatient sound. "Of course not. That would break quite a few natural laws. There might be a way, if I truly wished it, but why would I want to be human?" The thought made him shudder. Why would he want such an awkward form when he was sleek and balanced in this one. The feline was a marvel of natural engineering. "I am a guardian of sorts. My realm of knowledge is the disciplines rooted in fact. Science, history, that which can be witnessed and measured. There are others who deal with other types of knowledge but none of the patrons have seen them yet."