Lost Creek Hollow a shell of frozen time

"Tarot," Rannoch replied with fondness, calling through the curtain of mist that separated them. "I have—just returned, actually." Aside from Terance and Treason, Tarot was one of the first wolves that he had wanted to seek. "I was just about to come looking for you, too, but it seems as though I no longer need to do that," he mused. 

Rannoch redirected his paws and hobbled along the sleek ground with care; he hoped that the hitch in his step would heal in time. "I think that my shoulder held up well but, I wanted to come and see what you thought about it," he explained once he had paused before the Hollow's healer, "Do you have some time to do that?" 

you did it!