After that, Minty was not really sure where to go, so they kept walking ahead instead. Taking in the scenery, she had to force herself to remember why she came here. As beautiful as the world is, there's still evil out there that must be defeated, and the bird would do anything in her power to protect the weak and provide to the poor. Being treated unequally is never good for anyone, and the Pokemon that need help the most are the ones who deserve what they need. Instinctively, they sheathed their stick and ran toward the nearest building. Coming to an abrupt stop, they placed a wing on her chin as she tried to determine what the building was for. "Anybody around?" she asked into the darkness. It wasn't quite as bustling here as she originally imagined—then again, she did arrive basically in the middle of dinnertime. All the duck had to eat was an apple, and that's all they really needed. Why sit down to eat when you can grab a snack on the go?
"I'm looking for the guild, if anyone knows where that is!" she called out once again, relying entirely on whichever stranger decided to approach her in the dark street. Just like a hero, they knew they should have their guard up, despite fights never being picked in towns. She was ready for whoever—or whatever—could happen next.