Cobra - GM
The gnoll was right where Hctib left him, seated upon the rock, gnawing at some jerky. He jumped out of his seat as he heard the grass rustling, fumbling to nock and arrow and pull it to half draw. His eyes darted around nervously, passing over the environment several times. There wasn't much large game in these woods, but wolves and the rare bear weren't unheard of.
As Hctib burst from the brush, the gnoll jumped backwards with a scared yip, and nearly dropped his bow. When he finally saw Hctib, he visibly relaxed and he put his arrow back in the quiver. He sighed, and chuckled, evidently not considering whatever 'attacked' the imp to be much of a threat. If it was something large enough to harm Hctib and not kill him outright, it probably wasn't too much of a threat to the gnoll, or so he thought.
The gnoll frowned, though, seeing Hctib's condition. He really didn't know how to help him. He wasn't a doctor, and hardly one for imps. "You're fine, little guy. I'll make sure no one gets you here." He said. "Wherever the hell 'here' is..." He muttered in addition. The gnoll sat back down on the rock, and motioned for the imp to sit down next to him. "I am Kaegroth." He said. "What is it that hunts you?"