Unnr's golden brown hide is slightly lighter than normal, almost as if with an orange tinge. Even though he's relatively young, his dorsal spikes have barely developed to his embarassment. The skull he wears has two major cracks on its leftmost wide, and he's been very afraid of fracturing more of his bone helmet. Nobody knows how he looks under his helmet because Unnr is especially self-conscious.

When he walks, he keeps the straightest of backs to puff out his chest because he's only one foot tall, meaning four inches shorter than the average Cubone. He tries to convince himself that it's just a late growth spurt. Meanwhile, his round belly is vanilla white in fur color, but he thinks himself a little too chubby for his liking.

Unnr is so self-conscious and insecure, but he pretends to be the macho man. He hates himself and knows it, but he also understands that it's absolutely nobody's obligation to take care of him and his problems. As a result, he sprouts so much narcissism, as if to convince himself and others that he's actually a confident, cool individual that others should stick around. By nature, he's a very lonely individual so he tries so hard in his relationships, yet that's almost overwhelming or suffocating for those he's around. When he feels safe and loved, he's such a cinnamon roll, and he likes using pick-up lines on his few friends, not so much because of romantic interest but just so that they know that he loves and appreciates them. Even though the idea of romance seems nice, Unnr is not so inclined to fall into it because he'd rather protect the status quo with any of the friends he has. Rather than jeopardize a relationship with some of these "feelings," he'd rather suppress that as long as he can stay by his friend's side. Sometimes, that's a problem because he can put so much effort into a relationship but not receive the attention or affection he wanted in return. 

Raised on the outskirts of Invictus between two once clashing countries of The Beyond, Unnr has watched and listened to stories of the warring world and deemed its cruel ways a ludicrous contest— a crude competition in which survival and thrival are solely for the strongest and the most selfish. He wants to become a powerful Pokemon that can defend others, almost as if with a savior-complex so that he can be loved and admired. Much of his yearning for recognition and adoration is rooted is the circumstances of his birth.

Unnr’s father served as a highly-esteemed warrior of the Military, nobly falling in battle while Unnr was but an unhatched baby. Other Pokemon always spoke highly of his father’s feats in battle, fawning over his charisma and courage. His mother often told Unnr that he looked like his father-- that orange tint quality of his light colored fur, the pudgy shape of his snout-- yet Unnr has always been small for his size, despite his supposed gene pool favoring a big and strong disposition. Sometimes, he was teased for this, even if people were just making light-hearted, humorous banter that was never really intended to hurt him or put him down. Unfortunately, this unintentionally led to Unnr becoming a self-conscious, insecure kid who always felt inadequate in comparison to others.

Yet honestly? The real reason why’s so especially sensitive is his mother disappeared one day— some rumors were that she eloped with Unnr’s rich and buff uncle and left for Invictus but people gossip about anything right? And Unnr doesn’t like to talk or think about it, he really doesn’t. She could have kidnapped or maybe she got lost one day, or maybe she sleepwalked off a ravine’s edge into an abyss of no return, like there are so many possible reasons, and if she was going to leave, she would have said something right? Not left without a word, without explanation, nope no no no, she would have taken him with her. She had told him that she was going to the market, so something must have happened. Everyone else was just lying because they had nothing better to do. There was no way his mother even liked his uncle in that way, couldn’t be.

Unnr doesn’t like to think about it, but of course, he does. He thinks about it a lot. Feeling so betrayed as a seven-year old child, he privately blames his mother for his abandonment complex. He doesn’t hold fond memories of her anymore. It’s easier to direct his anger and bitterness at her, even though he’ll defend her if anyone brings up his past and his parents. Not that anybody does because he’s left that miserable place to be an explorer. Mostly, he’s just looking for himself and some friends. To be and find out who he actually is, not some hero’s son and not some orphaned pity-party. In battle, he figures he can make his own legacy, and if Pokemon are forced to fight together, he rationalizes that such stressors will help facilitate bonding and trust among party members. In short, it’ll be easier to make -gasp- friends -gasp- if everybody has to depend on each other in a life-or-death dungeon.