The brothers couldn't wait. Since it was almost time for prayers, why not spread their gifts some more? Yes, that seemed like a very good idea. A new batch of converts...Reverts, would hasten the arrival of Anubis. Their lapis-colored eyelashes fluttered at that thought and they licked their lips again. Lips painted gold to contrast against their onyx-colored fur.
They stepped outside, and their mother's home finished its transformation into a simple, but comfortable dwelling made of dried mud and papyrus. The only visible wood on display was to shore up doors and supports.
Asphalt and concrete sidewalks withered and crumbled under their majestic paws. Modern construction techniques were rendered undone, reverting to simpler dirt paths. Pounded firm by daily footsteps. They strolled along on this primitive road slicing through their suburban neighborhood, and the residents started to gawk at them. Immediately changing as they did.
Most the people catching a glimpse of the proud, serene brothers had their skin take on the characteristic Egyptian dark tan with hints of red clay. Hair became pitch-dark. Eyes went uniformly dark.
The men went bare-chested with exposed arms and legs. A linen shendyt was the primary article of clothing, although some of the men went naked. Most were barefoot, but some wore papyrus sandals. Despite the austerity of their clothing, most of the men were wearing at least one piece of jewelry. Boys went bald as they stared at the jackals, although some of them wore a single long sidelock instead.
For the women, clothes were replaced by a modest sheath dress. Hair was tightly plaited into a multitude of braids, with jewels woven into them.
No matter who the person was, they bowed in reverence to the jackal brothers. They'd wave at their supplicants. Telling them to rise and be at peace as they went along on their walk.
Maples, oaks, cedars, pines, birches, and grasses shifted, replaced by more appropriate flora. Date palms, fig trees, carob, racosperma, samwa and a multitude of other plants bloomed and sprung to life around the brothers. Filling the air with a pleasant perfume.
They were walking to their community center. There were more people standing around as they walked, but not all of them took on that characteristic Egyptian appearance. Some of them became even darker. Some of them became lighter, instead.
A group that the jackals walked past took on the appearance of Kushite Nubians. Dark skin shined in the burning sun. Kinky curly hair went either shorn short, or tightly and elegantly braided.
One man that gazed upon the jackal brothers found his skin becoming olive-tinted and tanned like a Greek. Here to pay respect to Hermanubis, the Greek-Egyptian syncretic fusion of Hermes and Anubis.
Others kept changing as they reached the entrance of the community center. Taking on Levantine, Roman, Anatolian, Macedonian, and even Gallic appearances. The brothers knew that Anubis wasn’t some insular deity only worshipped by the native inhabitants of their blessed, dark-soiled realm.
The jackal brothers licked their lips again. It was time for prayers.