Anubis sighed quietly. If his Mama said they had to help the dirty little girl, then he would help her. He hadn’t lost his other mother, not exactly, but he needed Aset. Just like Bast did. He could be nice to her if his Mama said it was important.
He was about to tell the girl that he was sorry he said she had fleas. He knew Mama would never let anyone in the temple if they had fleas. Fatima would throw a fit if she ever found a flea. He was going to do that, but then the dirty little girl transformed into a little sand cat.
“That is neat,” he said. It wasn’t as good as a jackal, but it was better than a dumb bird. He figured that maybe they could play together, They would show Heru that fur was better than feathers. Maybe this little girl wouldn’t be so bad to have around.
And then she jumped on him.
She was still the little sand cat, so that wasn’t too bad. But she had claws and those hurt! He turned back into a jackal and grabbed her tail in his mouth.