Hearing about the old beast man that is part owl.  This piqued Wahida's curiosity.   As did the part on the centaurs.   She would need a steed.   An she would bend one of them to her will.   To do such a feat she would need to best one of them.   Which would be a  risky proposition for if she loses she would find herself enslaved.   But the risk would be well worth the reward if she succeeds.   However, that did not have to be tackled now in doing.   No she would need to see the old one.<br/><br/>With out further acknowledging her sister she cease the masturbating and wetting her lips.  She would digest the information given.<br/><br/>Finally what she had said over her mother.  It seem the same pattern had also been followed.   She would need to speak to that owl one.  She lean back against the trunk of the tree closing her eyes now.   Catching a few winks of sleep, with a light nap.   While listening for the dinner bell.