[ Cassian appreciates polite well-behaved pets. He doesn't have any of these, his pets are constant menaces who see his wings, tail and horns as their personal playthings. It's been very distressing to the poor incubus to have a cat chasing the pointy tip of his tail, claws out and in full hunting mode. ]q

Of course it's a dream. We're in your dream.

[ He looks sheepish now, his wings twitch. Starky meanwhile is as happy as ever, and bounds over to what is going to be his newest best friend to greet him with all the proper joy and friendly licks that are his nature. ]

I can't control whose dreams I wander into. I try to keep it to Kay's, I have his permission, but that doesn't always work out.