"It's an odd assortment, but that's apparently what happens when you need to make like Noah and build an ark to survive catastrophe," Devin says dryly. "They're called inan, although calling them a cross between cats and foxes is apt."

One of the little creatures scampers after Kit's discarded cigarettes, but very quickly decides it's too smelly to actually retrieve. It does return to the dwarf's side to chirp at him. Another is trying to engage the bibiru in grooming.

"I blame you for this," Devin tells Luthien, who responds by licking his nose. The vampire closes his eyes, hiding his embarrassment, before looking back to Kit. "They're basically energy vampires, so they don't eat solid food. From what I understand they aren't that common, either, so this…" He gestures to the pack of them. "... Is somewhat unusual."