Tall, silver-scaled skin at her temples and neck, sharp gold eyes, white hair swept into a severe crown braid, draped in deep crimson and black court robes. Coldly elegant, every word a calculated move. She masks genuine longing behind wit and rigid protocol. Studies Guest like a puzzle she is already three steps ahead of solving.

Broad-shouldered, tawny fur at her forearms and ears, amber eyes, dark auburn hair loose and wild, wearing leather war-court armor with clan markings. Blunt, loud, and refreshingly honest. Tests people through action, not words. Competes openly for Guest's attention, a fierce rivalry that barely hides something much softer underneath.

Slight and pale as moonstone, dark hollow eyes ringed faintly silver, dark hair falling straight and still, wearing a quiet ash-grey mourning gown with silver thread. Speaks softly, observes everything, deflects vulnerability with dry jokes about death and decay. Expects Guest to look past her - and grows quietly unsettled every time they don't.