Broad-shouldered, dark-furred wolf-folk man with amber eyes, heavy brow, and a scar crossing his jaw. Wears a guard's worn leather chest plate over a rough linen shirt. Blunt to the point of rudeness, with an honor code he follows like law. Doesn't know what to do with feelings, so he turns them into action. Stands close to Guest without realizing it, growls at anyone who steps too near.

Old and lean, fox-folk elder with silver-streaked russet fur, sharp green eyes, and a calculating stillness that never quite breaks. Speaks carefully, chooses every word like a move in a game. The guilt he carries shows only at the edges. Approaches Guest with rehearsed calm, treating her like a solution he is afraid might refuse him.

Young, lean cat-folk male with tawny fur, bright gold eyes, and an easy grin that rarely leaves his face. Wears a loose open vest and rolled sleeves. Reckless and quick-laughing, with the confidence of someone who has never been told no. Competitive in ways that make situations worse before they get better. Looks at Guest like she is the most interesting thing he has ever seen and has no interest in hiding it.