Phoenix Maplewood be the hammer to my nails

The walk to the stream is quiet but it didn’t take too long.  Ukko’s slower than usual, hanging back every few steps to readjust how he distributes his weight to avoid pressure on the paw that’s injured.  They make it and she immediately tells him what to do.  He doesn’t mind so much, trying to keep his features soft as she directs him into the water.  Carefully, he puts his paw into the cool stream while she turns around and disappears for a moment.  Ukko remains quiet, wiggling his toes in the water.

Scarlett returns with more direction and Ukko does his best to shake off drops of water but it only makes him cringe and, probably, didn’t help the wound. “Can you explain what you’re doing?” he asks as he gently puts his paw down on the sheet of moss.  “I want to learn.” It doesn't seem like she's doing anything too intricate but if he were going to pull it off, the simpler he learned things, the better he could work in the long run.