She continued to sing, making sure to match the melody.

Titan grinned to himself, his body visibly relaxing as he had been very tense earlier. It was peaceful or him to be away, so he could be himself

Her tone of singing became different, still harmonizing, but it became a lot more calm, melodious, peaceful.

" I miss father.. " He said to the winds as he played, " I miss that he was a good teacher and loved to tell stories. "

She stopped singing.

" I wonder if he watches us all, " he murmured to the winds, " He probably does. "

" He probably does..." she said quietly.

Titan sighed and stood, letting his form morph back into his werewolf one before returning to camp, going strait to his little home and working on his weapons. He was saddened, because no one had remembered today a year ago his father had passed on.

She stayed out for a while, maybe an hour extra. Then she returned, sitting a tree a bit closer to camp. The camp was visible to her, but she was not visible to the camp.

Titan didn't leave his home at all, not even when they had a feast to celebrate the win of a recent battle or when people came to visit him. He only stayed in his home, wishing for the day to end already.