Morris is one of the many Tabaxi children born into the sprawling Smooth clan. Like his innumerable brothers and sisters, he is afflicted with an unslakable curiosity. As long as Morris had friends around to watch over him, he could rein in his more perilous impulses. But when he and his childhood gang snuck into the Witchlight carnival, things started going wrong - they lost their secret new friend, and one by one they were assailed by otherworldly thieves... in the tumult, Morris' friends were distracted at just the wrong time.
He hared off after the toad-faced creature that robbed him, chasing it across the expansive fair... straight into another dimension. After years of wandering the Feywild and surviving by what seemed like sheer luck, he found himself once more treading the dull soil and breathing the stale air of the Material plane. He hasn't stopped searching for hidden doorways back to the plane of faerie since.