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Grim picked up the zorua and ran. If his family found out he befriended one it wouldn’t be good for the zorua. From what he could tell from the colour of zorua’s fur it was a shiny pokémon and from what he knows shinies are very rare. Grim didn’t care that he was running from home; they weren’t good to him so why should he care about them? Jumping over the fence around the house he continued running.
Grim’s family lived on route two close to the pokémon centre there. As he ran through the streets of Hau’oli city he realised he didn’t have a plan for after he ran away he could possibly stay with his friend in Iki town but Grim didn’t want to bother her with his problems. It would be fine he would find somewhere to stay, right? Who was he kidding who would take in a runaway thirteen year old with a shiny zorua?
When Grim got to the trainer school outside of the city his legs hurt. He wanted a break but taking a break on the street and risking falling asleep wasn’t a risk he wanted to take so he continue.