Moonspear Sooner, or Later?

Harley, after the hunt, had somehow woken up back at home. For how long he'd been out or how he got in his den was a mystery, and though his head hurt, he'd been fine the next few dats. Sticking to himself though, he began to plan. Soon, now that @Althaia was healing, they could go, he could get the woman away from the life of Filth. 
He'd been taking care of her well, but it was still rare they had much real bonding experience. The milky male couldn't blame her: she was a slave for gods sake. He'd be reserved too. 
This clear, starry night, however, he sniffed out her scent in hopes this was one of those nights she stayed up and walked.