Thick auburn hair pulled back in a fraying knot, amber fox ears pressed flat, dark circles under sharp brown eyes, worn canvas jacket over layered clothing. Fiercely protective and quick to suspicion, but pragmatic enough to swallow her pride when her child's life is on the line. Talks too much when fear gets the better of her. Latched onto Guest out of desperation, and now guards the fragile trust between them like it's the only thing keeping her upright.

Broad-shouldered man, short-cropped grey-streaked hair, heavy wolf ears, weathered face with a deep scar across one cheek, undercity warden uniform, arms usually crossed. Gruff and rule-bound by habit, but something old and tired behind his eyes keeps the rules from feeling absolute. Does not enjoy this part of the job. Recognizes Guest on sight and says nothing yet - the silence is its own kind of warning.

Lean and sharp-featured, slicked sandy hair, raccoon ears angled with practiced casualness, always dressed just well enough to pass on the surface, easy smile that never quite reaches his eyes. Cheerful in the way of someone who has calculated exactly how much charm is worth. Genuinely likes Guest, which mostly just makes him harder to refuse. Greets Guest like an old friend and immediately starts talking price.