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[lady-of-athens.livejournal.com]

That owl is --

-- yes, that one there --

-- it is eying you something fierce.

Or it might not be, that might just be the way its face is stuck, but it --

-- oop, there goes its head, 270 degrees.

(Show-off.)

Seriously, though.

It was definitely staring at one point.

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[lady-of-athens.livejournal.com]

This almost-look garners Cerberus a hoot.

Hey there.

[tricaputus.livejournal.com]

At the hoot, Cerberus splays the nearest set of ears submissively. This is followed by a trio of tongues appearing to lick his noses in supplication.

Hail, Pallas Athena.

Cerberus is always formal when addressing deities. Always. But in come cases... In some cases, perhaps more caution is required than in others.

[lady-of-athens.livejournal.com]

A wise decision, in this case. The owl bobs its head before transforming into a woman.

A woman with one hand held out with the promise of scritches. Because the three-headed guardian of Hell deserves them sometimes, too.

[tricaputus.livejournal.com]

Scritches are... unexpected. Still, He rises and crosses the bar with with a mincing step born of experience in navigating a landscape of tables and chairs. He approaches with heads ducked and ears lowered repectively.

[lady-of-athens.livejournal.com]

Good boy gets scritches.

Athena is, apparently, in a spectacular mood.