When the dog appeared outside the house, Ate brightened immediately, calling for it to come to her quietly. Silly creature did and Ate stroked its head, rubbing her face against its and whispering sweet nothings.
Then she snapped the dog's neck in one swift action before digging into the stomach, hot blood spilling as she tore open its ribcage with a grin, fingers deep in organs.
As the door opened, Ate sunk back into the shadows with a smile. Apollo would be behind and she would be in front. There would be no escape for the nymph who had hurt her brother.