The sun shone through the trees, casting little pools of shadows on them. The blond witch smiled as he sat down in the shade, taking in the darkness.

  He sighed, and closed his eyes. He leaned against the trunk of the tree and listened to the quiet sounds of nature.

  Yes, he was home.

  Shadow opened his eyes again and saw his sister walk by. He looked down at her arm that had taken a long time to heal, leaving only one hell of a scar. He sighed sadly.

  That mark on her will forever be a reminder of how he's been.

  He will never forget that day.

  Seemed to him that Rose had gotten over it, but he didn't.

  He shoved the feelings aside and smiled. "What are you up to?"

  Rose smiled. "I'm just going to find some fresh bluebells for....him."

  Shadow nodded as she walked on.

  Whenever the flowers would die, his sister, one of the new caretakers, will go tend to the grave, replacing dead flowers with new ones.

  A pang of sadness hit his heart. He never really knew Matthew, but he became like a little brother to him ever since they all became cursed under Scarlett's hand.

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  He should've been there to comfort his pain...he wished he knew how much Matthew was hurting.

  Their late friend had struggled throughout his life. He had been told his full story, that he grew up rejected and named called, to the point he couldn't take it anymore. Who knew that he was keeping all of this inside?

  Shadow should've known. He closed his eyes and remembered how devastated Zack had become after the loss. That brought a sting to his heart.

  That fate changed Zack forever, causing him to change his name, and leaving his old one behind.

  Now he's known as Howl. Max changed his name also, now everyone calls him Scratch.

  He felt sympathy for his friends, again, he wished he knew Matthew longer than he had.

  Shadow sighed and walked over to the grave to sit by it. When he got there, Rose was already replacing the flowers.

  Shadow smiled, examining the arm again. "How's your....wound?"

  Rose paused and looked up at him. "Brother, it hasn't been hurting much for weeks.

  He forgot that it's been three months since he gave her the bite mark.

  Rose looked down at the scar too. "You definitely have strong jaws, Shadow."

  The blond witch nodded.

  That was another thing, now his sister calls him that name instead of his human one.

  He sat down with her to look at the grave. Rose looked at the headstone and smiled. "He would've been proud of the people we became..."

  Shadow furrowed his brows, now remembering Howl's current state. "I don't know how he feels about Howl. He's been...off."

  Rose looked down at the ground sadly. "You're right. Poor guy...."

  Both siblings looked over at where Howl sat. He was a ways outside the base, sitting on a boulder and overlooking the meadow.

  He hasn't been the same since his brother died, and it was understandable.

  Shadow sighed. "Seems like he's still grieving."

  Rose nodded. "Right."