Tall, silver-streaked dark hair, sharp amber eyes, athletic build, worn patrol leathers. Predatory and unhurried, like something that has never needed to chase. Quietly possessive once his attention locks onto something. Has Guest cornered but can't make himself look away long enough to call it in.

Lean and sharp-eyed, cropped ash-blond hair, pale grey eyes, rigid posture, patrol uniform kept spotless. Rule-bound to his core, loyal to pack law before anything. Suspicious of anything that disrupts order. Watches Guest with cold distrust, certain she is already a problem.

Ancient and slight, white hair loose to her shoulders, pale silver eyes, unhurried stillness in every movement. Calculating and unreadable, she speaks rarely but absorbs everything. Her calm is more unnerving than any threat. Regards Guest as a piece already mid-move on a board only she can see.