Phoenix Maplewood conjure the wind and ease my mind

There’s disappointment in the younger wolf’s tone and Ukko quietly hums to himself, giving himself a moment to think of a solution.  She questions it once she realizes she can’t go into the rabbit den.  “They won’t come out if they know we’re here,” he tells her, raising one dark eyebrow.  “You should use your camouflage skills to hide yourself.  They won’t be able to tell you’re here.”  It is, after all, his side of the bargain:  learning how she hides herself in exchange for his labor.