As a small Eevee, Yache had a hard time getting along with their littermates. Most of the eevees in their litter were rough-and-tough, always play fighting and causing mischief. Yache, however, kept to themself, mostly spending their time alone, collecting sticks, rocks, and leaves. Yache has no ill feelings towards their littermates, but when the opportunity for them to expand their horizons arose, they left without a second thought. Yache often walked far away from home on “missions” to find the biggest leaf they could. While on their hunt, they come across a young male trainer who was well known for taking in weaker Pokémon. While Yache was not “weak” by any means, they feigned illness to get the trainer’s attention. Succeeding in their lie, Yache was taken back to the trainers home. Many of the pokemon had come from rough homes or bad environments and were much more reserved in personality. This allowed Yache to feel at home and was able to connect with the other pokemon there. As months went by, Yache became more and more self-assured. He felt confident in himself despite being small and quiet. Often, the trainer that cared for them would allow the Pokémon to train their skills by battling against each other. This battle training was completely optional, but something Yache felt particularly skilled in. Despite being small, Yache was quite strong, able to dodge most attacks with their small size. While Yache only saw the “caretaker” side of the trainer, he became more and more interested in what he does away from the home. Learning that the trainer has a battle team of Pokemon that compete in leagues and championships, Yache wanted nothing more than to prove to the trainer that he was strong enough to be on his Pokemon team. Unfortunately, the trainer already had a full team. This motivated Yache to train harder, rarely resting as he trained day and night. On one lucky day, one of the trainer’s battle Pokémon fell ill and was unable to compete in a scheduled event. Yache was employed to take their place. As the battle went on, the trainer’s Pokémon were quickly fainting. The opponent only had one Pokemon left, but the chance of Yache’s team winning was slim. Being the last Pokemon still standing of his trainer’s team, Yache was released to fight. Yache was determined to prove he was strong. Dodging and weaving the deadly attacks, against all odds, Yache was able to make a fainting blow on the opponent, winning the battle for his trainer. As the sun began to rise, Yache felt his fur glow. Surrounded in light, he felt himself evolve. The dedication he felt for his trainer morphed into long ribbons that wrapped around his body. Yache knew he was destined to be a Sylveon, finally proving himself, he had earned his trainer’s love. However, as the light faded, Yache felt… wrong. The sun cast over his blue paws and small ribbons draped from his neck and ear. His body- tail, ears, build, and more- were much more like an Espeon. The realisation that Yache’s trainer did not love them in the way a trainer loves their Pokemon hurt Yache. In that moment, he realised nothing he could do would be enough to prove himself. He never returned to the trainer’s home.