She did not know why the older one had given way and opened the gate for her to enter.   It was under protest by the younger.   She through is a bit surprised at this.   Yet it also told her a lot.   This town feared beyond.   Yet something else did not add up.   As she looked at the condensed huddled layout of the interior of the town.   The many shacks that housed the town folks.    First where did they farm,  where is their farm fields.   After all are they not the farmers of Kleine.<br/><br/>Then the second is no inn.   This also is a surprise but then who would come in.   If such travelers are far and few  between.    That she might add are not demons.   She would turn her attention to the older man.   Think about going to the shops and then just shake her head no as she responds.<br/><br/><em>"No I will accompany you sir.   If it is alright I will check it out in the morning."</em><br/><br/>Twofold the reason behind her answer as she followed the elder man.   She fearfully did not want him to change his mind.    An she finds herself suddenly thrust out of town.    Second she hoped to get more information from him.    For how did humans come to live here,  are they of this realm.  Or like her had they crossed over.    An what he knew of the world beyond his gates.   Not that she believed Miraka to give her false information.   But by her ghostly sister own admission.  The girl had been caught fairly early upon her entry and for five years been bent over a table as a breeding bitch for demons.<br/><br/>Finally a third reason not realized by Wahida.   That she is drawn to the heady masculine musk within the town.    She could feel the burning within, the heat growing.   Yet she could name its cause.  The question did her host and others within smell her scent of arousal.