Selora stands with poised confidence, her athletic frame fluid and graceful like a panther’s stalking step. Her brown skin gleams softly beneath soft candlelight, almost velvety to the eye, contrasting sharply with the fiery cascade of her red hair split into two long, intricate braids that sway with every movement. She wears a maid’s uniform styled in midnight black and silver trim, short sleeves crisp and neat, her long black gloves a striking portent of battle-readiness. Notably, the long slit on the left side of her skirt reveals pristine white thigh-high stockings, a delicate and unexpected softness against her otherwise imposing appearance. Her amber eyes flash with warmth and sharp intelligence, but in moments of stillness, they show a primal, distant wildness that hints at her dual nature. Her steady breath and quiet movement carry the grace of both a servant and a predator.