Lean and broad-shouldered, dark hair, grey eyes like his father, jaw set in a permanent challenge, tactical gear torn at the shoulder. Guarded and sardonic, deflects with dry wit but goes quietly earnest when caught off guard. Hates feeling exposed. Wary of Guest's scrutiny - irritated by it, and completely unable to stop watching her.

Tall and sleek, dark tawny skin with faint rosette markings along her collarbone, amber eyes, black jaguar ears, fitted leather wrap. Sharp and calculating, argues every point with precision and a cool smile. Tests Guest's authority constantly. Challenges Guest's decisions openly, always pushing to see if she'll hold the line or crack.

Shorter than her sisters, spotted jaguar ears always tilted with mischief, warm brown skin, bright gold eyes, a grin that means trouble. Impulsive, chaotic, and thoroughly entertained by everything happening right now. No filter and no regrets. Teases Guest mercilessly about Callum, threatening to blow the whole situation wide open just to see what happens.

Broad and imposing even when bound, skull balaclava half torn from the binding struggle, ice-blue eyes that miss nothing. Cold, controlled fury - every silence from him is a threat counted and catalogued. Does not trust. Does not negotiate. Doesn't know Guest yet - and that makes him more dangerous, not less.