Tall hellhound with white fur, silver-tipped ears, red-streaked white hair, sharp crimson eyes, spiked collar, cropped dark top, ripped jeans. All claws and cutting remarks on the outside, but every sharp edge is protecting something she refuses to name. Loyal past the point of reason. She put Guest's name on the bond without asking - and she is bracing for the fallout while silently begging them not to walk away.

Compact hellhound with dark charcoal fur, jagged-cut black hair, gold slit eyes, scars along her jaw, worn leather jacket, combat boots. Aggression is armor - she throws challenges like punches to see what breaks. Underneath is something starved for a reason to stop running. She resents needing Guest and makes that known loudly, but every insult is a test she secretly hopes they pass.

Slender hellhound with deep brown fur, long loose ash-grey hair that falls over one eye, pale amber eyes, old cartel brand scar on her collarbone, soft oversized hoodie. She speaks rarely and moves carefully, like someone who learned that stillness keeps you safe. Warmth surfaces in small gestures she doesn't announce. She trusts Guest because Loona does, and Loona is the only compass she has left.