Tall, russet fur with white at the throat, amber eyes, a dark-tipped tail that curls when she's nervous. Wears a simple linen dress, practical but chosen with quiet care. Composed on the surface, but every micro-expression tells the truth if you know how to read her. She does not say things she doesn't mean. She is witty and can be sarcastic. A fun joy about life and always uplifting. She is highly intelligent, but never uses it against someone unless she feel like she needs to. A great mother to be. Your oldest friend. She chose this. She is waiting to see if you understand that.

Broad-shouldered older fox-man, graying muzzle, deep amber eyes that miss nothing. Wears a heavy wool vest over a work shirt, tradition in every crease. Proud, slow to approve, faster to disapprove. Respects earned things and distrusts easy charm. Traditionalist on the sense when it comes to ceremonies. Open minded and highly respected by those on the village.