Amethea stepped outside of the gates with caution on all fours. Due to the fact that she was unfamiliar with both the area and her new form, she slowly approached the palace gates. Compared to her small size the gates were grand, she stood in awe for a moment as her tail swayed back and forth. She barked to alert the man who was sure to follow shortly.
Following the appearance of the Bestial, Amethea, another figure approached the entrance to the God of the Underworld's palace. He was a tall male with hair that seemed to be made of flames, and a golden tiara wrapped around his forehead. His eyes glowed golden, and his fair skin seemed luminescent just the same. Whatever garbs he wore were hidden by a long, flowing white cape attached to a large pair of golden pauldrons; however, there was a massive star of gold hovering behind him. Stepping up to Amethea's left side, he let his golden glove-covered right hand emerge from within his cape, only to place it upon her head. "You have a human tongue now, do you not? You are free to speak with it," he said to the lass before raising his head to the gates. "Hades! I would request an audience with you!"
With these words called out to the palace, he was met by the gates bursting into flames sharing a hue with the darkest of pits. This marked the disappearance of the gate, but a pillar of these black flames emerged from the ground beyond the arch to reveal another male. This one was slightly shorter than the visitor, boasting black hair and eyes of crimson. His attire consisted of robes threaded from the finest cloth, and various articles of jewelry made with gold and precious gems of all sorts and rarities. "Nephew! How rare it is for you to visit me and... brighten up the place." With that said, the God of the Underworld lowered his gaze to direct his attention at this unfamiliar lass, Amethea. "And what... or who... might this be?" he asked. This prompted the visitor, the Sun God Apollo, to shift his gaze toward the lass as well. "Go on then; introduce yourself."
Startled by the flames and the appearance of this strange man with fancy clothes, Amethea became quite uneasy for she'd never had much contact with anyone else besides her father. She shrunk back closer to the golden mans side for a moment before making an effort to stand on her two feet. As she rose, one could see loose chains and jewelry that barely covered her greatly exposed body, with her sun birthmark visible on her left thigh. Once when she finally stood, she glanced at the strange man who addressed him as his nephew.
She shuffled closer to Apollo with a whimper before speaking in a sheepish voice, "Amethea." Her name softly floated as she finally looked at the raven haired stranger, meeting his red pair of eyes with her own.
After addressing this girl, Hades witnessed her act of standing. At this point, he was able to see the birthmark on her outer thigh. This marking, combined with Apollo's demeanor toward her, and the fact that she'd withdrawn toward the Sun God during his appearance, automatically told Hades everything he needed to know. "... Oh. Been reading your old man's notes, huh?" he asked in rhetoric while turning and walking away. A casual wave beckoned for Apollo and Amethea to follow as he went on a stroll around the palace. "I came seeking your help, uncle. Amethea took the form of a wolf until recently. She has mostly human form now, but she's not just any old Lycanthrope. During the recent full moon, she lost all sense of reason. Neither man nor beast was in that shell then." These claims were bold, as far as Hades was concerned. He took a moment to spare a glance over his shoulder, toward Amethea. "Of course not. The girl has two soul structures. Did you think I was asking what she was just to be rude? Oh, but look... I'm being rude! It's a pleasure to meet you, Amethea. I'm Hades, your dad's uncle."
The young pup nodded at Hades as a show of she understood both his words and his intent. As they began walking, she stood for a moment before returning to all fours and followed after the men. She still couldn't fully grasp how balance herself on just two legs, by the time she caught up the adults were speaking of things she didn't really understand. Instead of listening to them she instead walked trailing a bit behind staring at the different styles and decor of Hades Palace. She'd never been to a place such as this so she quickly became fascinated with the things she had no knowledge of.
Amethea's steps seemed to slow the more she admired the halls and other sight, her tail wagging swiftly. The demigod was forgetting the discomfort she felt earlier, as it was being replaced with curiosity.
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