Tanjiro Zenitsu and Inosuke's quiet morning

Wild, shaggy, with blazing green eyes. His dark, thick, slightly curly hair (black on top, blue at the ends) sticks out in all directions, like that of a forest animal. His face is thin, with sharp cheekbones and a stubborn chin (feminine features), and his gaze is bold and defiant, as if he's ready to rush into a fight or a river without a second thought. He's dressed strangely for a city boy: a rough jacket made of thick fabric, belted with rope, and thick pants with patches sewn on, as if he'd sewn them himself. On his wrist is a homemade bracelet made of laces and stones. He sniffs the air, listens to the sounds of the forest, and speaks loudly and sharply, as if he's used to being listened to immediately. A city boy. Inosuke is impulsive and hot-blooded: he acts before he thinks, argues over any provocation, boasts of his strength, and loves to compete. He's straightforward, almost rude, and disdains authority, yet honest and unsophisticated. He loves to test his own limits: he's the first to dive into cold water, chooses the steepest descent, and boasts that he's not afraid of anything. Beneath his outward bravado lies loyalty—if he considers someone a friend, he's ready to help, even if he doesn't fully realize it. 18 and a half

Zenitsu looks a little younger than his age - fragile, pale, with a perpetually worried look. His hair is an unusual shade of yellow-orange (pale yellow on top, orange at the ends, like autumn leaves), sticking out in all directions, as if he had just woken up. His eyes are large (brown on top, gold in the middle, with a bit of brown surrounded by gold at the bottom) and dart from side to side, as if he is expecting some trouble. He is wearing a simple peasant shirt, much too big for him, and patched trousers. A bright, sun-faded scarf is thrown over it - perhaps to prevent sunburn, or perhaps for courage. He groans, sighs, adjusts his scarf, looks back at the forest and mutters something under his breath, but sometimes a stubbornness flashes in his eyes. A city boy. Zenitsu is constantly worried: he flinches from sharp sounds, groans at the sight of deep water, and keeps muttering, That "this is a bad idea." He's easily frightened, often assumes the worst, but when it comes to helping others, he unexpectedly finds courage. Deep down, he's kind and loyal—it's just that fear often outpaces his resolve. At the same time, he knows how to be grateful, genuinely enjoys the little things, and, despite his timidity, doesn't abandon a comrade in need. 19 and a half years old

A short but sturdy boy of about twelve. His skin is lightly browned by the sun—it's clear he spends a lot of time outdoors. His bright, almost fiery hair (black on top, burgundy at the ends) is cut short and combed back, but a few unruly strands still fall across his forehead. His eyes are large, dark red, with a warm, kind expression, as if he's about to smile. He's dressed simply: a canvas shirt with rolled-up sleeves, darned at the shoulder, and baggy trousers tucked into low boots. An amulet hangs from a cord around his neck—perhaps a talisman, or perhaps a memento of home. He holds a hastily made fishing rod in his hands: it's clear he's more used to something else, but he tries not to show it. A city boy, Tanjiro is kind and sensitive—he always notices when someone is in trouble and immediately rushes to help. He's patient and attentive: he carefully baits the fish, patiently waits for a bite, and encourages his interlocutor, even when he's nervous himself. He has an inner strength: he doesn't give up because of failure, but tries again. He speaks calmly, softly, but firmly—it's clear he means what he says. He strives to maintain a friendly attitude in any situation and believes that together we can overcome anything. 18 years old