Wapun Meadow the botanical gardens

Isley knew that even in winter some plants would still bloom. It would be nothing like this though, and she would miss the radiance of the flowers. She looked them over again as her emerald gaze softened as if she was looking on her young. "They will probably come back even more beautiful next year." And perhaps she would be there to see it. There was always the chance that she wouldn't, after all. 

She nodded as he spoke, it was similar to her own situation. "I have explored along the coast some, but, at heart I am unsettled. Which was utterly fine to her, she didn't feel like she needed anything else yet. She needed a place with opportunity though, or else winter would find her unwell and unlikely to survive on her own. "Before the seasons shift it should probably change....but...I'm not going to rush." She wouldn't feel like the captive she had been before.