Ammit walked slowly up to the door of the orphanage. Inside, he was both exited and terrified, excited at the prospect of escaping the nightmare that had been the last few years, constantly on the run, draining all the time, he used to be able to change forms on a whim, now he could barely manage a human form. He was terrified because humans did not usually react well to a sis foot tall behemoth with a savage dogs head and razor sharp claws, and he was worried that these people would be no exception. He had managed to shrink himself slightly and make his dogs head slightly more human, but any other demonic traits would have be covered by the massive windbreaker he wore. He was freezing, and once he could have warmed himself with hellfire, now he could barely roast a marshmallow. 

Ammit reached the door and stood in front of it, This was it! A year and a half of searching, beginning when he had heard a vampire in a supernatural bar mention a place where people who were... Different could be safe, and ending right here at this doorstep. Ammit raised a furry hand... And knocked