Gris was more than worried that he wouldn't find the funds he needed to start up his spa. As he scampered on all fours around his inn room, the clamor became too much for him to handle. He had left the clan simply because all they did was scratch and whine. The mincinno didn't take into account all pokemon were prone to complaining! There were rumors that strange pokemon had ended up at the inn  recently, and after realizing that no one was talking about him, he decided it would be fine to ignore them. 

It wasn't as if they could build him a spa, after all! He would need to do that once he had gathered enough loot to sell or barter... That was the olan, at least! Gris hadn't planned on getting up until much later, but rude inn visitors had no idea how to shut their little jaws. Ah, well. Some things just couldn't be helped, and the normal type stretched his tail as he scampered out the door. Should he visit the forest today or the islands?