Phantom Hollow and he rose up, passed over the river

@Moorhen (timelines? what are those)

The river intersected and split like the tip of a snake's tongue, and it was here that the grizzled wolf found himself lingering. He did not like being sequestered in the darkness of the wood as he was a superstitious beast, so he tread lightly. Or, rather, as lightly as his bulky body could manage, and he tried to act as casual as possible lest he invite bad fortune. As he passed a gathering of ferns at the crux of two old conifers, he paused and dragged a mark in the soil — then another. When he was finished there was a simple shape left behind, a rune or some such nonsense, and he visibly calmed afterwards. The darkness of this foul place would not enter him; he was protected now, blessed by the sacred mark.