Killer's instinct

Reaper has found himself the this desolate land exploring. He found the trees that grew here to be quiet odd in both appearance and smell. They posed an odd type of sap when the bark was broken. He dared not touch or ingest it, but it was quite curious to him. He wondered if he could make a glue out of it for certain art projects. His time in Seether Carnage was spent mostly on crafting items and fighting. He still enjoyed crafting items very much. Suddenly, Moloch the raven let out a alarming caw as it swoop down to get Reaper's attention.

Reaper's head snapped to see a lion, not no mountain lion, but a whole savannah lion coming his way. It was large a formidable. It looked determined for a fight with the Bloodjaw. Reaper let out a warning snarl, his hackles raising. The lion returned the gesture with a menacing hiss. There was a tense stand off between the toe before the lion charged forwards. Reaper zipped it to the left of the lion and went to lock his jaws on the side of lion's ribcage. His bite was successful and he tore into the area viciously. The lion turned to try and grab at the wolf, only for Moloch to swoop down and flap its wings disorientingly at its face to distract it.