Moonspear Walk through a hailstorm

Harley sought out Althaia as soon as he was done with Amekaze, and it was easy to follow her scent around the territory and directly to her. Dash's scent was near too, and thanks to recent events, Harley couldn't help but quicken his pace. He held back the growl burning in his chest as he came into view of the pair, but approached at a trot with tail flagging and head raised, albeit a smooth coat and perked ears. He was only being careful, was all. Instincts were a son of a bitch, as he was clearly learning this week. 
                     "Dash."
His tone was friendly, and acompanied with a smile that did reach his amber eyes, but he went directly over to his mate. With a sniff and a lick to her face, he decided to just hover around her for now.