Fairspell Meadow when'd this just become a mortal home?

After Rajani had met a sick boy by the river, (one who was especially ungrateful for her presence), she had strayed not too distant from the area. Where there was one wolf, there were more to be found nearby. Especially seeing a child all by himself, she figured that his guardians could not be far off. It wasn't that she enjoyed the company of other people- it was more that the little goddess could only wander alone without incident for so long before she became bored. Even if it led to conflict, on some level the girl saw herself as indestructible, and so that sort of thing filled her with adrenaline and gave her life. 

Therefore, upon seeing the dark form of a creature resting in the fields on which she tread, the Devi girl continued deliberately forward. A wolf, just as dark as her. Were she not in a foreign land, she might've thought them one of her own bloodline. Lean like her too- although Rajani was really a lot closer to "scrawny" than "lean". She caught a touch of the scent on the breeze; a woman who shared a similar scent with the sick boy she had encountered previously. She wondered if this woman would be as intensely annoying and disrespectful as he was. They most certainly had to be from the same settlement.

But she viewed herself as an open deity, one willing to approach strangers with respect no matter their background (unless they were half-wolf mutts). So she came closer, making herself obvious in the dark women's silver gaze- a gaze which initially seemed to have been fixed on the skies. "Namaste, stranger," She greeted.