Ate had no idea if she could get the dog to be quiet and like her before she gutted it. She was used to her nephew's hellhound that had always adored her, so someone else's guard dog was a whole other matter. "It might," she finally said, pouting a little at the sudden loss of prey, even if it was just an animal.
She nuzzled momentarily against Apollo's cheek. "Little flower is going to get such a fright."