"Since the reappearance of sphinxes would have, sooner or latter caused peoples to believe in the Egyptian pantheon again, I need to design a successor. Thankfully, someone perfect for the task is among you tonight.” And abandoning all pretense to be healthy, Lord Anpu walked toward the next Anubis: My sister, Julia.
Touching her cheek with his hand, the canine headed god said “You, young mortal, have all the quality required in a god of death. You will be the first of the neo-Egyptian pantheon, so choose your fellow gods with care. And please don't make the same mistake as my kin, don't create a pharaoh, let the mortals govern themselves.” On those last words, the previous Anubis became cinders and Julia screamed in pain.
Seeing her fall, Molly and me ran toward her screaming “LADY ANUBIS, ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!?” The body of the new goddess stayed mostly unchanged. The same couldn't be said of her now black furred canine head.
“Please, I may be the divinity of funerals and death now, but that didn't change WHO I am,” said the new goddess, “So I don't want my friends and family to treat, or even call, me any differently.”
To which I simply answered “No problem, sis.”