Bloodhound by Tamora Pierce
I love this quote. I’ve been known to read out parts of it to friends whenever I’m rereading Bloodhound. As a cis person with trans friends and a trans ex, there’s something about having an explanation for why transfolk are stuck with such a lot in life that’s comforting. Maybe I have no right to feel that way, but I do. I want Okha’s explanation to be true, somehow. And I love how Beka reacts to it. She isn’t weirded out; she has sympathy, and she still accepts Okha and turns to Okha for help. I wish she used female pronouns for Okha, but - how many people who just find out a friend is trans get the pronouns down right? I admit to having some trouble changing pronouns for a newly out trans person in college. It’s a switch in thinking that Beka wouldn’t do automatically.
I really want a short story about Okha’s realizing who he is, the training he went through, and the conversation with whoever first told him that the Trickster god tapped him.
I would LOVE to have a whole book about Okha learning to accept herself.