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

Luke was quiet as the golden male tended him, focusing on his breathing as he was bid and insuring he made no errant movements that would interfere with the work of the healer. He winced as the juice tingled atop his head and as Ashton wiped the bark across his head, more from concern that something might hurt rather than how much it actually discomforted him. But as quick as he had obtained his materials the man had finished, and Luke breathed a relieved sigh. His wound did in fact feel better, somehow.

"Thank you," he smiled appreciably. "I love the water, but I'll try to stay out of it for a while, he chuckled. "If I can ever help you somehow, don't hesitate to ask." The white wolf's tail swept the ground behind him in wide arcs, before rising to his paws. "I must be going. Thank you again." He dipped his head and turned to leave, resuming his mission.