Familial Bondage. Or something.
Enyo materialized in the courtyard of the Pantheon with a languid stretch. Facing the temple she shared with her sister, she smiled, looking forward to seeing Eris. She took a step in that direction before a smell, a delicious, metallic, familiar smell, drew her attention away for a moment.
It wasn't just ichor - though that was a rare enough treat in itself, and would have been sufficient to distract her from her destination. However, as she pivoted on her stiletto heel to look in the direction of the sweet, tangy smell, she instantly recognized it as being far more familiar than usual.
Clearly it wasn't Eris. She'd have known long before now if poppet were bleeding. But it was close, and when she arrived at the gates of the Temple of War, she was unsurprised by the shuddering pile of torn up flesh that was attempting to depart them.
The war goddess put on a little moue of concern.
"Oh, my. I suppose Ares must really be back." Enyo crouched down next to Strife, estimating the damage, but also to get a stronger whiff of all the delicious gore.
"Oh, little Strifey-wifey... Did you get caught doing things that you weren't supposed to be?"
She tsked.
"Maybe we should get you home to mummy."
It wasn't just ichor - though that was a rare enough treat in itself, and would have been sufficient to distract her from her destination. However, as she pivoted on her stiletto heel to look in the direction of the sweet, tangy smell, she instantly recognized it as being far more familiar than usual.
Clearly it wasn't Eris. She'd have known long before now if poppet were bleeding. But it was close, and when she arrived at the gates of the Temple of War, she was unsurprised by the shuddering pile of torn up flesh that was attempting to depart them.
The war goddess put on a little moue of concern.
"Oh, my. I suppose Ares must really be back." Enyo crouched down next to Strife, estimating the damage, but also to get a stronger whiff of all the delicious gore.
"Oh, little Strifey-wifey... Did you get caught doing things that you weren't supposed to be?"
She tsked.
"Maybe we should get you home to mummy."