Hell, there was that one griffon he saw that had the lower body of a panther, or so he thought. It was hard for him to tell; big cats weren’t one of his favourite animals after all. Horses, however? That was unexpected. “…Of course, Sergeant Killjoy had to arrive just when it was getting good. The pony had just broken out an accordion while balancing on a large ball and was preparing for the showstopper.” Tanismore huffed, his armour clinking as he crossed his forelegs.