Wahida would sit and watch and observe the old man and the hell hounds.   The grizzled old man looked human except for his ebony like skin.    He also cracked a whip in keeping the hell hounds in check.   The hell hound that had mounted her is not amongst the others.   It had been much longer.   So she keep quiet and would observe this strange rancher that kept hell hounds.   Was this a demon.  An how would she approach him.    Perhaps he could be of help to her.  In her quest to gain power.   Her destiny still strong she felt it within her.<br/><br/><br/>Of course she is not one to sneak and hide.  So she doesn't know if she is  upwind or downwind of the ebony figure and hell hounds that she espies on.