Killer's instinct

Reaper let out a sigh of relief. The wound was not deep and didn't require too much medical attention. It took a lot of his mind that the stranger wasn't harmed too badly because of his mess. "Yet again, I appreciate your help." He told the stranger, clearing his throat. "My name is Reaper Malice Bloodjaw. It is a pleasure to meet you." He spoke sincerely, extending his red front limb in a invitation to shake. He would wait for a response from the stranger patiently. Once they replied, he would look around the forest before looking back to them. "I should be leaving. Shall we meet again, I hope it's under better circumstances." He flashed an awkward grin before motioning Moloch to follow him out of the forest.

-Exit Reaper-