Moonspear Beautiful but fleeting

It had been a while since Harley bothered accociating with anyone outside his mate, save for Charon one day a while ago. He felt betrayed that they would let him keep a woman as a thrall, beat down her sense self image and worth. It was appalling, and he would get her out of here, when the time came. For now, she healed, she built her strength and the muscles in her leg. 
When Harley scented a female ahead, he approached, but not with the same carefree innocence as he may have once upon a time. He was wary, but walked with the pride of a Gamma. He knew his place and felt he earned it, so while he was not a dominant man by nature, he sure acted his place. So, tail and ears high but a small smile on his maw, he approached Heldi with a chuckle and a bark of congrats for her catch.