[Ammy too has her head lifted, body stiff and ears up and out, turning to and fro as she picks up sounds of battles still nearby, but none right in their general area. Of course her instincts prickle at her to get going toward others who may need her help, but she has to be wise, and careful. Without her godhood - her powers, strength, and weapons - she's not near as powerful. As much as she could do good, she could also do harm.
Her head snaps back to the strange, blue imp though, thoughts derailed entirely when they take a bow before her. Ammy blinks, a long and startled sound emerging from her throat. Oh, my! Now this is very new, and very different. She has never, ever, had anyone bow to her before, and she...w-well, she's not quite sure she's fond of it, actually. God though she may be, Amaterasu has never once taken that title to mean she is better than any being. Respect, and praise, is fine - as is faith and worship through prayer - but this is a little much.
She approaches the Drifter, nudging them gently with her nose, trying to get them to stand again. There's really no need for that, brave one, it was her honor to fight alongside you - and she should be the one thank you! It was your gallant heart that came to her aid when her ink was spent, reducing her to nothing more than a powerless canine. She wags her tail, pressing her nose to their clothed face affectionately, giving them one or two loving licks. You strange, strange creature...and precious friend in arms - please.
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Her head snaps back to the strange, blue imp though, thoughts derailed entirely when they take a bow before her. Ammy blinks, a long and startled sound emerging from her throat. Oh, my! Now this is very new, and very different. She has never, ever, had anyone bow to her before, and she...w-well, she's not quite sure she's fond of it, actually. God though she may be, Amaterasu has never once taken that title to mean she is better than any being. Respect, and praise, is fine - as is faith and worship through prayer - but this is a little much.
She approaches the Drifter, nudging them gently with her nose, trying to get them to stand again. There's really no need for that, brave one, it was her honor to fight alongside you - and she should be the one thank you! It was your gallant heart that came to her aid when her ink was spent, reducing her to nothing more than a powerless canine. She wags her tail, pressing her nose to their clothed face affectionately, giving them one or two loving licks. You strange, strange creature...and precious friend in arms - please.
Rise.]