Name: Kethra
Race: Tabaxi
Role: : Sled-Team Master & Courier
Appearance: Kethra is lean and long-limbed, her smoke-gray fur mottled with pale “frost rosettes” along her shoulders and tail. A white blaze marks her muzzle and forepaws. She wears a fitted, seal-lined courier parka over reinforced leathers. A short recurved bow rides a diagonal back-sling beside a bedroll; a curved saber hangs low for ease of movement. Her belt carries waxed message tubes, a signal whistle, and spare tug lines. When she moves, it’s with coiled economy—a runner measuring every step against the storm.
Backstory
Born to a caravan pride that skirted the southern Whispering Tundra, Kethra grew up racing windshadows and reading hard snow by its sound under claw. Frosthold hired her first as a kennel hand, but her gift for pace and calm under whiteout put her at the front of sleds in a single season. She now leads the Royal Courier Post out of Frosthold’s Sled-Team Yard, carrying writs from the council, emergency draughts from Pinewhisper Remedies, and sealed missives bound for Brightcrown—when the passes open. She trains teams for Thrain Stoneweather’s convoys, liaises with Borik at the quay for lake crossings, and treats Vedra’s lamp grid like a metronome. To Kethra, courier work is a covenant: someone waits at the other end, and the road between is hers to command.
