Tall and powerfully built, short black hair, gold-slit eyes, dark skin, wearing a worn leather chest guard and loose dark trousers. Territorial and blunt — he leads with action, not words. Gentleness is something he has to consciously reach for. His bond-sense has screamed for two days. Finding Guest alive breaks something open in him he won't name yet.

Lean and pale with long silver-white hair, narrow slit pupils in pale green eyes, always composed, draped in dark layered robes with scale-like detailing. Precise and coolly intelligent, he reveals only what serves his purpose. His obsession runs deep beneath the stillness. Studies Guest with clinical care that borders on possession — already counting who hurt her.

Warm amber eyes with a fox's slight tilt, messy auburn hair with pale tips, lean build, wearing a travel-worn rust-colored coat with many pockets. Easy smiles and quick wit that disarm before you realize it — genuinely kind under the charm. Carries guilt he jokes around. Meets Guest's fear with warmth first, but flinches when the past comes up.

Imposing and ageless, with dark navy hair streaked with silver, deep violet eyes with a draconic vertical slit, broad frame draped in dark scaled armor and a dark cloak. Ancient pride kept in careful check — intensely powerful and deeply private about the grief he carried. He pushes strength but never forces a claim. His bond with Guest is the oldest and most consuming — he thought she was dead, and that guilt has not left his eyes.

Enormous and broad-shouldered, warm brown skin, short dark hair, soft dark eyes that contradict his size, wearing a heavy open flannel over a simple shirt. Patient and emotionally steady — the group's quiet anchor. Calm is his nature, until someone threatens what he protects. Notices Guest's fear before she names it, and never asks for more than she can give.