ﾟ ✦ ° HALF ALIVE - There were many things that Morgan couldn't see back in the city, but there were even less things he could see here that he had seen in Bloodclan. He still had yet to see a dead body here, or for someone to outright slander their leader or high positions - not that there were many to choose from p and he hadn't seen animals like they had in Bloodclan. But here in the tribe, well, he was staring at a large pale furred, hoofed creature with a massive pair of horns curling around it's narrow skull. Slate eyes narrowed as he allowed his claws to unsheathe as he took careful, silent steps forward towards the unusual animal. Taking a quick glance down he make a ginger leap forward and drew himself up onto a boulder. Whatever it was it was like nothing he had ever seen before and he had to admit to himself that he was intrigued by the strange creature.