[Encouraged, the Charmeleon let out another soft maaa before half-detaching from Carmen's leg, absentmindedly sweeping his tail around and catching it in his little claws such that he could hold the flaming tip in front of him.]

He's a brave one, too. I think he was rather set on being a Charmander forever, until a certain moment of peril made him decide to take the plunge into evolution.

[A story that made the little guy duck his head a little before apparently deciding to puff up his chest and square his shoulders, the picture of a determined little champion.]