It occurred to Willow that unlike Rowan, Aspen had never heard her true voice - just her mind voice. When their Aunt Winnifred spelled her silent, Aspen had been small. Too small and she watched him silently for a moment. Would he even want to see her? It had been so long.
Rowan, they had found her. Aspen, she had tracked down herself after realising he was in this realm because of the blonde girl sketching him. She debated for another moment, a serious expression lingering for an unusually long time on her features. “Aspen?” / @hallowsmischief












