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A short member of an already short species, this girl is a hair over one foot tall. It bothers her to no end and she's dreadfully insecure about her size. Patrat admires the big, strong, powerful pokemon of the world and has this fancy little pipe dream of becoming one of those pokemon some day. When she was a pup, it was all she wanted. Now that's a bit older, she's accepted that it's unlikely but hasn't entirely abandoned hope. A few scuffles with wild pokemon have proven two things to her: one, a size disadvantage is a seriously difficult thing to work around, and two, she has a low tolerance for pain. Even so, all it takes is a few days to pass without a fight before the pain fades into the background and her daydream of being powerful enough to make that pokemon (as in, whoever she last fought) shake in their proverbial boots.

Like most wild pokemon, she recognized that domesticated pokemon got powerful more quickly than wild ones. Her species was another disadvantage, though; Patrats are generally undesirable, run-of-the-mill normal types. Neither Patrats nor Watchogs were known for their strength or endurance or rarity or, really, anything at all. Rejections was harsh and only reinforced the idea that she wasn't worth much. But she met up with Catherine by happy accident a few weeks after a short-lived fight with a wild bird of some sort. (Patrat isn't great at remembering species names.) Just enough time had passed for Patrat to be eager about fighting again, so a new trainer was like a gift from Arceus itself.

In general, Patrat is a friendly pokemon who really doesn't know much about the world. She knows about the Breshno Flatlands, where she grew up, and about how to survive as a wild rodent, but that's about it. She has big dreams and lofty ambitions but planning is a major weakness of her. Perhaps having someone to push her will be exactly what Patrat needs - or perhaps she'll just crack under the pressure of a trainer's expectations.

Riley wants to be unique. He wants to be popular, to be friends with everyone he meets, to be the kind of pokemon that stand out in every crowd. He just... doesn't quite know how, at least not as a domestic pokemon. He was raised among his own kind, where headbutts were signs of affection and no game was more fun than the one where everyone got together and tried to knock over trees via tackling. That sort of thing. He's still quite young and more than a little obtuse, so he doesn't understand that those norms don't translate well to the human world. He happily carries on with his aggressive habits, believing that one day, someone somewhere will understand that he is just saying hello! when he thwacks them with his trunk.

He may not pick up on social cues well and he's not the brightest, but he genuinely has the best of intentions. Riley doesn't have a mean bone in his body. He is amiable with just about everyone, teammate and stranger alike, and will happily strike up a conversation with anyone he meets. (A side effect of Riley being so friendly and so dense is that he's incredibly naive. It'd be all too easy to pull a fast one over on this trusting little guy and even if he caught on, he'd probably just apologize for giving you any trouble.) Though Phanpy is as sweet as honey, he isn't a pacifist by any means. He has no desire to actually hurt anyone, but what humans call battling, Riley calls playing. And Riley loves to play.

Koffing are not known for being aesthetically pleasing, so to speak, which is often a prerequisite for being a performer. But that hasn't stopped Carrie from dreaming of one day taking center stage and belting her gassy little heart out. Singing is her life and it's the only thing Carrie cares about. She hums and sings to herself almost constantly, sometimes going for popular songs and sometimes spontaneously writing up songs of her own. (In the latter case, she promptly forgets whatever lines she's written. She knows she isn't a great lyricist or anything. The magic happens in her vocal chords, not her brain. She's long since accepted that.) Carrie is not a violent pokemon but she is extremely ambitious, and she is determined to evolve. She believes that, as a Weezing, she'll be able to sing lead and make the melodies all at once - it's an opportunity few pokemon species get, and one that no pokemon singer has ever dabbled with before, at least not to her knowledge.

The idea that there's a reason multi-headed pokemon aren't often singing sensations has never crossed her mind. She wants to evolve so she's prone to picking fights with anyone who looks weaker than her. (She can't risk them being strong enough to do serious damage, after all, lest they pull some stunt that injures her voice.) It's lonely at the top and Koffing is just fine with that. She doesn't need friendships to be happy and she firmly believes that the only reason to have a trainer is so that she doesn't ever have to worry about where her next meal is coming from. It's quid pro quo; she gets free food and lodging and medicine, and her trainer gets... well, whatever trainers get when their pokemon fight. Koffing has no desire to understand other people (or pokemon's) motivations. She's too busy perfecting her voice and working on becoming a star to worry about anyone besides herself.