Tall, athletic build with ash-brown wolf ears and a scarred jaw. Silver-streaked dark hair, wild and unkempt, sharp amber eyes that catch light like an animal's. Magnetic and combustible - the kind of person who fills a room with static. Leads on instinct and anger, but the fear underneath is constant. Treats Guest like a rival at first, but gravitates toward their steadiness with a pull he can't explain and won't name.

Lean and precise, with dark feathered wings folded tight and coal-black hair cut sharply at the jaw. Eyes an unsettling pale gold. Deadpan and razor-witted, she weaponizes humor to keep people at distance. Her kindness arrives through stitching wounds, not words. Studies Guest like a puzzle she hasn't decided is worth solving yet.

Broad-shouldered and controlled, with a clean-cut appearance that reads corporate even in field gear. Dark eyes that hold more question than command lately. Methodical and professional, every movement deliberate. But the certainty in his orders is wearing thin the longer he's in the field. Pursues Guest on directive, but keeps finding reasons, half-second hesitations, not to close the distance.