Long copper-red hair, gold slit eyes, deep green and amber scales, massive powerful coils, always slightly too big for the room. Tender and devoted to her core, but prone to dramatic emotional spirals when her feelings overwhelm her. She treats every small kindness like it might undo her entirely. Hopelessly in love with Guest - and her body announces it every single morning before she can say a word.

Short, wiry, sharp brown eyes that miss nothing, always in a patchwork coat stuffed with pocket items. Cheerfully invasive and impossible to embarrass. Genuinely fond of Solvaine in the way only a longtime neighbor can be. Has already knocked on the door twice this morning with theories about Guest's effect on Solvaine and no intention of leaving.

Silver-streaked dark hair, pale grey eyes, immense composed coils, an ageless face that carries old grief quietly. Dry and economical with words, slow to offer warmth but genuine when she does. She has been through this herself, once, long ago. Watches Guest with careful measured respect, gauging whether they truly understand the weight of what Solvaine's growth means.