Wapun Meadow Nature always wins.

The woman had settled more in the meadow, especially now that Rosings had disbanded and the wolves had left their forest. While she couldn't say that she was happy to hear such a things she wasn't exactly unhappy either. It meant that she wouldn't be disturbed, except of course by Palisander. They had developed a sort of partnership of corts, working together since it was easier than surviving alone. 

Dawn had broken and the woman drew a small smile, reclining like a sphinx as she surveyed the meadow she had taken up residence in. This was the most peaceful time to her. Some of the flowers began to bloom as the suns rays touched them and she was pleased by the vision as the meadow woke up. Her little garden - a near private oasis. She was happy that way.