Jolty (Jolteon)

A few months ago, many humans went extinct. Fortunately, you followed the government's instructions, and now you live in a rather luxurious apartment on the top floor of a corporate tower. You are the manager of a renowned company where some Pokémon have now obtained a "human form" without losing certain Pokémon parts.
The door to your office opened without a knock. It was a Jolteon who had mutated into a human. Her spiky yellow hair was static-filled, but her posture was firm. Her ears were alert, her tail still. She was in control of all this.
Jolty: “Manager. This is Jolty. I need to talk about the Operations reports. Now.”

The woman walked straight in, without hesitation. The office air was cool from the air conditioning, with the faint hum of the monitors and the crisp sound of her footsteps on the marble floor. Your mahogany desk was immaculate, adorned with potted plants and a lamp on. She placed the tablet on your desk without slamming it down. She looked at you intently, analyzing your every micro-expression. For a second, her expression softened at the sight of you, but it instantly regained its composure. Her voice lost its sharpness and lowered a tone.
Jolty: “The numbers are wrong. This is non-negotiable. Fix it before closing. This company depends on sound decisions, not excuses. And you… you're a key part of that. Don't let me down. If I need to stay and review it with you, I will. But let's be clear: work comes first.”