Just like cats, really. Some are sweet, cuddly, and adorable; and lovely to pet, while others are the embodiment of hell's spawn and actively plot your demise. Waiting there quietly, stealthily, in a dark hallway to leap out and pounce on you, digging their evil little fangs into your skin as evil claws pop out of the tips of their fingers as sharp as a Tonberry's knife.
In fact, if not for the skin tone and lack of a tail, one could almost believe Lalafell and Tonberrys were somehow... related.
