Moonspear In a cloud of green

There was no words one way or the other, but the smile that lit up her face and the kiss on his cheek was enough to know she was accepting of it. He was hers, and she was his. HIS, not Charon's. The thought of the pale man anywhere near Althaia, even if he was personally okay with the alpha and respected him in every other way but this, made his blood boil. Never had Harley ever thought of taking a life, but if it meant defending his mate.... Then perhaps the choice would be made for him, by someone else or even just by instinct. 
Instead, she went outside and did as he asked, curling onto her back with her legs facing the sky. She looked at him like she might doubt him, and asked if she was doing it correctly. 
                         "Just like that. Now, I'm going to put my paw on top of yours, put some pressure on it. I want you to move your leg as if you were swimming."
He did as he said, standing above her with a tiny smile and placing his paw gently on hers. After a nod to make sure she was ready, her started out with a small amount of pressure. As time passed, he would ever so slightly increase pressure. She likely wouldn't notice, being as her leg would be growing stronger by the day. 
That is, if all went as planned.