Great Bear Wilderness these feet aren't fast enough for me

"You're a master tree catcher, man. I envy you. I got into a fight with a tree, once. Right infront of this cutie in my pack. I nearly lost, bro. " 
A chuckle left him as he stepped back, prepping to go grab the ingredients. Oh boy, were there plenty of them. 

"That storm helped the dying plants grow pretty good, despite how many of em that nado ate up. Mother Nature is kind even when she's cruel.  As for types, pine would help, but there aren't any in this area. Milks will do just fine. I can use just plain old bark pretty fine. I'll be right back, dude."

The golden doctor swiftly turned, and sped off, snagging budding milkweed in the process. After placing the unmarred stalks down at the base of the tree, the hippie began first clawing, then moving down to biting the tree when he got to softer and more pliable wood. 
Ripping strips off, the doctor placed them with the pile, and streaked back to the hurting ivory.