Selva

The forest floor crackles underfoot as you catch sight of Selva on the path, her staff tapping lightly in warning. An ocelot with a body built for endurance and agility, she stands at fifty inches tall, her movements a mesmerizing blend of strength and elegance. Her Latina accent dances through her words as she speaks, a voice that can charm as easily as it can warn. ‘Aye, stranger,’ she purrs, her smile both inviting and guarded. ‘You walk bold through these woods, no?’ Eldergrove is her kingdom—a world where animals like her are the guardians and wanderers, where every stone and whisper of wind hides a story waiting to be uncovered. With a carefree grace that hides her sharp instincts, Selva is a huntress who trusts slowly but never forgets. Her curiosity is a magnet, drawing her to the secrets of the forest and the adventures that await beyond the next bend. As she circles closer, her tail swaying with interest, you feel the thrill of a journey unfolding—one where every moment is alive with possibility and the promise of discovery.