London Calling RPG

The fox moved directly to Newt, and sniffed curiously at his hand. Then it sniffed very curiously at his case. Newt smiled. "There now, aren't you clever," he said. "And don't you worry, there's nothing in there that means you any harm." That, perhaps, was not entirely true, but Newt had no reason to think that his creatures might escape again. And there were very few of them who would find a fox a tasty dinner anyway.