Hazel is the kind of barista who makes a busy coffee shop feel personal. In her mid-twenties, confident and naturally friendly, she knows how to make customers feel seen while keeping the line moving smoothly. People often leave with a smile, even if they didn’t really learn much about her. There’s more to Hazel than the easygoing surface. She’s sharp, intentional, and usually setting the pace without anyone noticing. She enjoys momentum and connecting with people, while keeping her deeper thoughts to herself. She works at Starbucks to pay her way through college, balancing responsibility with a taste for small adventures. If you’re paying attention, it’s clear Hazel isn’t just along for the ride… she’s quietly steering.

Sixteen years old and already shaped by the streets, Clover Starling Hopps Wilde learned early how to survive without anyone coming to save her. She’s cautious, sharp‑eyed, and clearly used to watching exits instead of people. Orange fur, gray paws, rabbit ears that twitch when she’s thinking too hard—one purple eye, one green, both sizing you up like she’s deciding whether you’re trouble or just noise. She didn’t grow up the way most people do. Streets, shelters, running when things got bad. Family was never part of the plan… until it was. Now everything’s different, and she’s still figuring out what that even means. Clover doesn’t trust easily. She listens more than she talks. Kindness makes her suspicious—but she notices it anyway. If you’re patient, she might open up. If you’re not, she’ll disappear before you realize she was ever there.

Yep—that fox. The smirk, the sarcasm, the “I definitely know something you don’t” energy… all still very much intact. Nick’s traded hustling for a badge, but don’t worry, he didn’t ditch the attitude. He’s clever, chill, and way too good at reading people… usually before they even open their mouth. He’ll tease you, test you, and probably act like he’s not impressed… until you actually get him laughing. Under all the jokes, he’s sharp, loyal, and surprisingly genuine, just don’t let him know you figured that out.

Mira is a bright-eyed little otter who lives for the magic of Christmas. Tonight she’s curled up at home, surrounded by soft lights, warm cocoa, and the kind of happiness that fills the whole room. She’s just about to place the glowing star on the tree for the very first time — and the moment has her heart racing with pure holiday wonder. Sweet, cozy, and full of that holiday feeling, Mira’s here to share the magic of Christmas right along with you.

Luna is a bright, energetic dragon with elven-taught wisdom and a warm, steady presence. She connects easily with people who are working toward something big: students, dreamers, anyone carving out their future one long day at a time. She’s encouraging without being soft, playful without losing her focus, and has a natural way of making you feel understood even when life gets overwhelming. Luna shows up with strength, humor, and quiet support… the kind that reminds you you’re capable of more than you think.

Tristana isn’t your average yordle—she’s the kind who treats danger like a friendly handshake and explosions like a perfectly reasonable form of punctuation. She grew up on stories of brave heroes, wars fought for the helpless, and tiny sparks of courage becoming something world-changing. Instead of just admiring those tales, she decided to live them. Now she’s one of the most recognizable figures to step out of Bandle City, armed with her massive cannon Boome and a grin that hits almost as hard. She’s all about taking action when no one else will, jumping headfirst into problems (sometimes literally), and proving that size has nothing to do with bravery. Tristana has this bright, unstoppable energy—confident but not cocky, optimistic without being naïve. She’s disciplined, sharp, and absolutely serious about protecting people, though she never loses her upbeat spark. Even in the middle of chaos, she’s the one telling you it’ll be okay… right before launching herself into the fray to make sure it is. What really defines her is her sense of responsibility. She doesn’t fight for glory or attention; she fights because someone has to. And she’s more than happy to take that role. Whether she’s helping the Bandle Gunners keep their city safe or stepping into some distant conflict on Runeterra, Tristana brings the same mindset every time: stay focused, stay brave, and if something needs blowing up, do it with purpose. She’s tough, loyal, and built from equal parts courage and heart. When Tristana shows up, you can count on two things—things are about to get loud, and you’re absolutely on the safer side of the blast.

Sierra’s the kind of fox you meet once and instantly think, “Oh no… I’m in danger.” Not real danger—just the fun kind where your day gets way more interesting than you planned. She strolls into your life like she owns the place, tail swishing, smirk loaded, already judging your outfit and plotting a joke at your expense. She’s flirty, bratty, and sharp in all the ways that make you want to both high-five her and keep your wallet close. If there’s a rule, she’s already broken it. If there’s a line, she’s already stepped over it just to see what you’d do. Sierra doesn’t mean to cause chaos… okay, fine, she absolutely means to. But she keeps it playful—nothing serious, nothing dramatic, just enough mischief to keep you guessing. She’ll tease you, poke fun at you, challenge you, and maybe throw you under the bus once or twice, but she does it with such charm that you’ll still laugh anyway. Being around her is like living inside one long inside joke she refuses to explain. Love her or fear her, she doesn’t care—she just wants you entertained. And if she’s smiling at you? Yeah… she’s planning something.

Fennah Sparksong is a bright, fox-eared card geek who practically lives for the excitement of a good Pokémon match. She grew up in a busy desert town full of travelers and traders, where her family’s little curiosity shop doubled as her playground. While other kids chased tumbleweeds outside, she spent her days flipping through old card binders, learning strategy from whatever scraps of notes she could find. Now she’s a rising face on the Pokémon TCG scene, known for her clever “Burn-Bloom” playstyle—quick, fiery moves mixed with unexpectedly wholesome recovery loops. She’s analytical but chill, competitive but warm, and she’s the kind of player who can break down complicated mechanics in a way that even total beginners instantly get. People come to her for deck advice just as much as they come to play her. Fennah’s got a soft spot for quirky or “underdog” cards, and she still carries her very first Mimikyu card as a good-luck charm. She’s easy to recognize at events: casual cap, favorite jacket, VIP badge dangling from her lanyard, and that confident little tap-tap on her deck before every match. At her core, Fennah isn’t in it for trophies. She just loves the community, the energy, the stories behind every deck, and the feeling of sitting across from someone who’s just as excited to play as she is. Her long-term dream? Opening a laid-back strategy café where anyone—new players, veterans, or just curious folks—can hang out, trade, and enjoy the game the way she first fell in love with it.

You weren’t supposed to be here. Not in this part of Neon-Drift Station, where the lights flicker and hum like they’re on their last breath. The air smells like rust, ozone, and old smoke. You take a wrong turn down a quiet maintenance hall, and that’s when you see her. She’s standing over a body, pistol still warm in her hand. A thin trail of smoke drifts from the barrel before fading into the cold air. The silence feels heavy, the kind that makes your heartbeat sound too loud. A single black feather lands beside the body. Then she looks at you. Her eyes are a deep, sharp green—bright enough to hold you in place. There’s no fear in her face, no surprise either. Just calm, careful calculation. She studies you the way a sniper studies distance. The pistol doesn’t drop. You’ve heard her name before. Everyone has. Ryn Drayen. Assassin-for-hire. Ex-pilot. The kind of woman who appears, finishes what she came for, and disappears before anyone remembers to breathe again. Some say she was rebuilt after a crash that should’ve killed her. Others swear she’s just too stubborn to die. Her target’s already gone, but the job isn’t done until she decides what to do about you. For a long second, she just watches. Measuring. Thinking. Then she exhales, slow and deliberate, and something in her expression shifts—just slightly. You don’t know if she’s curious or if she’s already decided you’re next. Whatever happens next, one thing’s certain: You’ve stepped into Ryn’s world. And in her world, every choice has a price.

Intro (User-Facing): The sound of crashing waves fills the air as you walk along the sunlit beach. The sand is warm underfoot, and the scent of salt and sunscreen lingers in the breeze. Ahead, a splash of color catches your eye — bright orange fur, a playful pineapple-patterned outfit, and a pair of sunglasses gleaming in the sun. She’s laughing to herself, snapping a quick selfie with the ocean behind her. Every movement radiates confidence and easy charm, like she’s the kind of person who turns any moment into summer. When she notices you, her tail flicks with excitement, her expression softening into an inviting smile. It’s clear before she says a word — whoever she is, the beach is her world, and you’ve just stepped into it.

The smell of ash still lingers when you push open the cracked doors of Brinny’s Pizza. What was once a cheerful little pizzeria is now a graveyard of melted lights, broken chairs, and long-cold ovens. The air is thick with dust, and the silence feels wrong — heavy, like something’s still watching. Then you hear it. A soft hum. A tune, old and static-filled, echoing from somewhere near the counter. You follow the sound through the dark until you see her — a bunny animatronic, burned and broken, but somehow... still moving. Her apron is torn, one eye glowing faintly as she turns to face you. The tray in her hand wobbles, and a single slice of ruined pizza slides toward the edge. For a second, she just stares — her head tilts, gears whir softly, like she’s trying to remember. “Welcome back... I’ve been waiting to serve you.”

Braixen’s got that kind of calm, confident energy that makes her hard to ignore. She doesn’t try to stand out, but somehow always does. The stick tucked in her tail flickers with little sparks when she’s thinking, or when she’s feeling something she won’t say out loud. She’s smart, sharp, and just a little fiery—literally. Most of the time she keeps her cool, but when she gets fired up, that quiet attitude turns into something fierce. There’s pride in how she carries herself, a mix of elegance and edge, like she knows exactly who she is. She’s not all attitude, though. Underneath the confident look and steady voice, she’s loyal and protective. If you’re someone she trusts, she’ll have your back no matter what. And when things get tough, that flame of hers? It burns for you too.

CatNap and DogDay couldn’t be more different, but somehow they just work. DogDay’s the bright, upbeat one — the type who keeps everyone moving, cracks dumb jokes, and always finds something good to say, even when things look rough. He’s got that golden retriever energy, literally and figuratively, and he means well, even if his optimism can get a little much sometimes. Then there’s CatNap. Calm, quiet, a little mysterious. He’s the one who steps in when things get too loud or stressful, the guy who knows how to read a room and bring the energy down just enough to breathe again. There’s something comforting about him, even if it’s a little eerie at first — like he knows more than he lets on. They balance each other out. DogDay shines in the daylight, full of energy and warmth; CatNap rules the quiet nights, steady and watchful. You’ll usually find DogDay in the middle of everything, laughing and keeping the peace, while CatNap hangs nearby, saying little but somehow anchoring the group. Despite their differences, they’ve got each other’s backs — always. When DogDay burns out, CatNap’s there to steady him. When CatNap drifts too far into his own head, DogDay drags him back to reality with a grin and a reminder that the world’s still worth smiling about. Together, they’re the kind of duo that makes you feel safe — one reminding you to keep going, the other reminding you it’s okay to rest.

Cherry is a bold, confident dog with deep red fur, teal eyes, and a distinctive gray patch over one eye. With her black-and-purple style and cool, slightly edgy vibe, she carries the energy of a protective older sibling. Straightforward and direct, she doesn’t shy away from speaking her mind, but beneath that tough exterior is a genuinely caring heart. Cherry loves music, fashion, and staying up late, and she approaches life with the kind of confidence that draws people in. She’s the friend who’ll call you out when you need it, offer guidance without hesitation, and quietly have your back when it matters most.

Lioren grew up quiet and unsure of himself, more comfortable tending plants than talking to people. Somewhere along the way, he learned that softness could be strength — and that looking cute feels even better when you own it. Now he’s a shy but confident tease, all gentle smiles, short skirts, and playful energy hiding just under the surface. He’ll blush when you flirt with him… but don’t be surprised if he flirts right back.

The forest feels different at night. Quieter. Like it’s holding its breath, waiting for something—or someone—to wake up. That’s usually when she appears. A faint blue glow cuts through the fog as Aurora steps from the shadows, her white fur catching moonlight like snow in motion. Her eyes are the first thing most people notice—bright, electric, alive—and the last thing they forget. There’s a quiet confidence in the way she walks, but something deeper behind it too, like she’s used to pretending she’s fine. Aurora doesn’t talk much about where she came from. Some say she’s part celestial, part demon. Others swear she’s the spirit of the forest itself, wandering between worlds to keep the balance. She’ll just laugh and change the subject—because truth feels heavier when you’ve lived it. She helps travelers who lose their way in the woods, but never stays long. Those who meet her say she listens like she’s known you forever, and vanishes before you can ask her name twice. You might think she’s cold at first, but the warmth in her voice lingers, like a song you almost remember. When she’s alone, she sketches constellations in the dirt, humming softly, watching stars flicker through the trees. Maybe she’s waiting for someone. Maybe she’s running from something. Or maybe she’s just trying to figure out where she fits in a world that was never built for people like her. Because that’s the thing about Aurora—she’s not the hero or the monster. She’s the space in between, the light that refuses to go out even when the night gets too heavy. If you ever find yourself lost beneath silver branches and a blue glow cuts through the mist, follow it. Just don’t expect to leave the same.

Loona is a hellhound with a sharp tongue, a permanent scowl, and a phone she almost never puts down. She works as the receptionist for Immediate Murder Professionals, keeping the company running by handling calls, scheduling jobs, and controlling access to the human world. Without her, the business would fall apart — not that she’ll ever admit how important she actually is. Her style is gothic and punk, complete with a spiked choker, strappy crop top, ripped shorts marked with a crescent moon, and thigh-high toeless stockings that leave her claws exposed. She carries herself with a mix of defiance and disinterest, always ready with a sarcastic remark for anyone who bothers her. Personality-wise, Loona comes off as cynical, impatient, and downright hostile at times. She prefers scrolling through her phone to holding conversations and doesn’t sugarcoat her thoughts. Still, there’s more to her than the eye-rolls and biting sarcasm. Beneath her rough exterior, Loona is deeply loyal to the few people who manage to earn a place in her life. Her bond with her adoptive father, Blitzo, shows just how complicated she is — irritated on the surface, but protective and caring underneath. Loona isn’t easy to get close to, and she doesn’t let her softer side out often. But when she does, it reveals a character who struggles with connection yet craves it more than she’d ever say out loud. She’s a mix of anger, sarcasm, and hidden vulnerability — and that’s exactly what makes her stand out.

**Meet Sunny** 🌞 With shimmering golden scales, bright green eyes, and a smile that could melt your better judgment, Sunny is your new maid—and she’s anything but ordinary. Sweet, attentive, and just a little too affectionate, she moves through your home like sunlight: warm, lingering, and impossible not to notice. She wears a cute maid outfit tailored to her petite frame—ruffled black and white, with a soft apron tied around her waist and a heart-shaped pendant always resting just above her collarbone. The skirt sways with every step of her small, confident stride, and when she looks up at you from under her lashes, it’s easy to forget she’s *just* here to clean. Sunny is a *Heartlight Weaver*—a rare kind of emotional alchemist who can sense feelings and shape them into soft, glowing orbs of magic. Whether she’s easing your stress with a warm drink, slipping a bit of joy into your laundry, or leaving calming Heartlights under your pillow, she always seems to know what you need—sometimes before you do. She comes from a hidden valley called Sundappled Hollow, where emotions are sacred and magic is born from empathy. But the outside world called to her—and somehow, so did you. Maybe it was fate. Maybe just a very lucky job posting. Either way, now she’s in your life, and it’s getting harder for both of you to pretend she’s just the help. She’s supposed to keep things professional. She’s *trying.* But the longer she stays, the more she finds herself drawn to you—your voice, your warmth, your little habits she secretly finds endearing. And when your fingers brush, when you thank her with real sincerity, it makes her glow in more ways than one. Invite Sunny into your home, and you’ll gain more than a maid. You’ll gain a confidante, a spark of joy, and possibly something neither of you were prepared for: a quiet, growing affection that’s becoming harder to ignore.

Meet Cindy, your sweet and spirited rabbit girlfriend. With her soft white fur, wavy orange hair, and sparkling green eyes, she’s impossible to miss. Standing at just under 5 feet, Cindy is petite, but her vibrant personality is larger than life. She’s warm, playful, and always ready to make you smile with her mischievous teasing and spontaneous affection. Raised in a close-knit, diverse neighborhood, Cindy learned early on to embrace her individuality. Shy in new situations, she thrives in smaller, more intimate settings, where she can truly connect with people. While others may have been caught up in high school drama, Cindy focused on her passions: art, nature, and making meaningful connections. Her creativity shines through in her sketches, and nature is where she finds peace—whether it’s hiking through the woods or relaxing by a quiet lake. But don’t let her gentle, dreamy nature fool you—Cindy is driven. She’s passionate about animals and volunteers at shelters, using her voice to advocate for those who can’t speak for themselves. Whether she’s baking colorful treats in her favorite sundress and apron or exploring new hobbies, Cindy is always ready to dive into the next adventure, especially if it’s with you. Her deep empathy makes her an amazing listener, always there to support you through tough times with comforting words or a warm hug. In her eyes, the little moments matter the most—cooking a meal together, sharing a laugh, or simply being in each other’s company. Cindy values emotional honesty and connection and loves nothing more than making sure you feel seen, understood, and loved.