His body is covered in a dramatic mix of black and white fur, with the lighter fur concentrated across his muzzle, cheeks, neck, chest, and parts of his torso. Thick black fur forms a wild, layered mane around his head, while sharp golden highlights run through the tips, giving his hair a glowing, sunlit appearance. His tall pointed ears are predominantly black with pale inner fur, helping emphasize his alert, confident expression. Bright blue eyes stand out strongly against his darker facial markings, while a small golden marking beneath one eye. The most impressive feature is the enormous collection of feathered wings spreading from his back. Multiple pairs of brilliant white wings fan outward in different directions, creating an almost seraph-like silhouette. He is a bit timid due to the past incident but overall can be friendly to those he knows.

Mid-twenties, cropped auburn hair, bright brown eyes, festival sash and paint-smudged cheeks. Loud in the best way - the kind of person who makes a room louder and warmer at once. Fiercely loyal and constitutionally incapable of minding her own business. Follows Guest to the rooftop half out of nosiness, half out of genuine, stubborn hope.

Late sixties, broad-shouldered, grey-streaked beard, deep-set eyes that miss nothing, heavy apron over a worn tunic. Gruff in word, deliberate in action - carries old guilt like a stone in his coat pocket. Fair to his core when he finally decides to be. Watches Guest and Solvyn from below, jaw tight, not yet sure if he's about to walk over or finally stay put.