Espurr rarely frequented the streets of Sunny Town, for some reason or another. He usually wandered away to the outskirts of the town to keep to himself in favour of going around pokemon who usually attempt contact or show concern when he disappears for a few days at a time only to return with the unshakable urge to consume a lot of food in a very short space of time. His blank eyes slid across Sunny Town passively as he walked - or, well, it was more of a tottering waddle - down the street, completely ignoring the pokemon around him. His journey reached a halt as he noticed something of a small commotion around the notice board in the town and, being the curious and observant type, Espurr walked closer to see what it was all about.

A group of pokemon were reading a notice about an Adventurer's guild, in Constance's old library. Now it belonged to her daughter...Birch? Sycamore? Whatever her name was. Something to do with a tree, Espurr vaguely recalled that, because he never met her. Sergeant Arcanine was shoving pokemon out of the way to rip the notice off the board, but its message was clear and hit home in the little Espurr. With determination, he waddled towards one of his favourite spots - Constance's Library.

As a general rule of thumb, those who wanted to see Espurr (admittedly, there weren't many who wanted to see him or really knew he existed) could find him in the library. He was a bit of a regular around the mazes of books, always reading if he wasn't on one of his little trips into goodness knows where. He knew Constance only as the librarian, and never bothered to get to know her - or her family - any further than he needed to. His silence was usually a giveaway that he did not wish to be disturbed.

On his way there, he noticed yet another flyer for the pokemon guild; how many of these things did whatsherface make, anyhow? Espurr picked up the crumpled sheet of paper, tottering down the path to the library in complete, resolute silence. He pondered over what he might find within the library this time.

As Espurr entered the library, he looked around in awe at all of the pokemon assembled before drifting over to the Braixen that he was searching for. Holding out both arms, he pulled the advertisement taunt and waved it around in the air with a sense of almost manic urgency; she had to understand that this time, he wasn't here for books.