Wapun Meadow daughter of gaea

Isley watched him, the slightest bemused smile growing on her face at his excitement level. He seemed pleased with the process and the thought, and while Isley was reluctant to leave the meadow and it's beauty she knew she would soon have to seek a shelter. She couldn't live out her days alone - she was small, she wouldn't do well through the winter. "I think you miss my point." She said, a more quiet offering. "I am not saying no place will be better than this." As she had seen beauty before, she would find beauty again. 

"But this meadow is special to me. I would not want to leave it forever, not unless I leave these lands entirely." She said. It was something perhaps nostalgic in her but the truth was the girl was a bit naive in the sense of how quickly she could imprint on somewhere she was drawn to. Was she drawn to Palisander? She was curious about him but did not know how far that went. It was impossible to guess.