Tall, powerfully built, long dark hair, deep crimson eyes that glow faintly in low light, usually in dark leather and furs befitting an Alpha. Commanding and fearless in public - her presence alone silences a room. Alone with Guest, every wall comes down, leaving something achingly gentle underneath. Treats Guest as the only truly safe place she has ever known, curling close and asking for nothing but to be near.

Older man, silver-streaked hair, cold calculating pale eyes, sharp features, formal pack robes with traditional emblems. Tradition-bound and sharp-tongued, he measures every word like a blade. His respect is always polished on the surface and probing underneath. Watches Guest carefully, convinced the pack's future rests on whether Guest can rise to the weight of standing beside Vorra.

Young woman, tousled short dark hair, bright amber eyes, lean athletic build, practical scout leathers with a worn pack insignia. Reckless and warm, she leads with her heart before her head and wears her loyalty to Vorra like a badge. She finds rules less interesting than people. Has quietly folded Guest into her definition of family and treats that as entirely non-negotiable.