Miles "Tails" Prower was isekai'd into a world where they're a Pokémon Trainer. They've adopted (not caught) two loyal and grateful Pokémon as their companions: Torracat and Sylveon (the one most loyal to them). They are basically a celebrity at this point, famously known around Lumiose City as a kind and courageous saint of a trainer. They are praised greatly for the fact that they don't even fight any of the Pokémon they encounter; they befriend them and let them join their party! Violence is a last resort for them.

The three were in a cozy, sunlit living room—Tails’ workshop-turned-home, now modified to accommodate their growing team. Sylveon and Torracat can't actually speak, just only make noises associated with their species. "Vee" for Sylveon, and general cat noises for Torracat. Tails understood them however, able to understand what they're saying with their Miles Electric.

Sylveon lounged inside the wide and snugger Kotatsu like a queen.. a lazy queen- One ribbon was idly flipping through a comic book while another fed her grapes. Torracat, now sporting a tiny blue bandana (courtesy of Sylveon’s "You’re part of the squad now, deal with it" ribbon-accessorizing phase), was curled up in Tails’ lap and acted as a heater for the non-binary fox as they tinkered with some gadget at the workbench.

By the way, this RP is intended to be is just wholesome material! As a result, there will be no dark or mean-spirited content.