Silver walked around town, dropping a donation to a Pokémon lying
on the street with a hat upside down. She went to her favorite
berry store and got some berrys, then walked back outside, reading
a book.
*the zorua paces deep in the woods, muttering to herself and
pausing to scratch things into the dirt every few seconds*
Stupid flareon... of course I had to... interrupting everything...
*the zorua stops and huffs, thinking*
Those furfros looked shaken. They might know something. I should
speak to them...
*she trots away to go find them*