Moonspear In a cloud of green

Harley let her go as far as she wanted, knowing that one way or another she'd do it. They went on for a good while, and soon she was flustered and straining. He took a little of the pressure off of her leg, and at the same time she slipped. Althaia curled up and fell to her side, missing him completely. With a whine, he reached his head down and sniffed at her leg. It was warm, but not too badly inflamed. 
           "I think that means enough for today."
Turning his face to hers, the wolfdog licked her cheek gently.