"Ooo, you are fiestier than my usual subjects..." She would gently smile, as your voice in your head mirrored her words.  "You think you changed for no reason, but I always have reasons for things I do... sometimes they aren't the best reasons, but..." Her hands would seemingly brush along her fur, and the itching would immediately go away, as if cleaned by a good scrubbing.<br/><br/>"Simply, you are destined... or doomed, whichever you wish... to travel in cold places, and given your destiny, I saw fit to... endow you with fur, for it will eventually save your life.  The breasts bother you too, yes?  That they are smaller?  You will find that they are the right size- the size I used to have when mortal."  Her eyes shimmering, she'd watch the woman carefully.  "Also, insanity is a funny thing- I used to think I would go insane as a god, but eventually you grow used to it... is there anything I might do for you, to make this more comfortable?"