And in those few minutes everything turned upside down again. Instinct said to run, but seriously screw that. The woman had hurt her dog and her eyes narrowed. Embracing hatred was easier then running. She had her bow strung and aimed at the woman, but then Apollo spoke.
She turned to him, all her respect for him vanishing. He'd betrayed her. It was easier to be angry, but these were to gods. And she only a nymph. But this was her home, and she knew where to go to get help.
Stalking and harrasment was taking seriously and it would take her ten minutes to get to the home of the woman she knew worked with the mortal law enforcement.
One arrow was released towards Ate, a warning more then anything, before she went to take off.