West sat for a second with the broom in his hand, before taking a deep breath and standing up. He wasn't too keen on doing what the girl said, just because he wanted to be difficult. But, he was able to recognize when he was just being grumpy. Despite everything, he was well aware of the fact that this Leanna was correct. They needed to move into action and get this place livable if they wanted to survive. Income had to be made and the only way to do that was to make the farm farm-able. He stood and started sweeping the floor, starting in the area around his chair and taking extra care to make sure the area around his new favorite spot was perfectly clean before progressing onto the rest of the room. What little sleep he had managed between arriving and now wasn't much, but it as enough to let him clean with some level of 'enthusiasm'. Of course, he was still incredibly tired and it was obvious from the look of him, but he was still capable of doing a passable job of the floors.

As he cleaned, he did everything he possibly could to ignore Leanna as she cleaned. He made sure he wasn't working in a room that she was, keeping his distance an enjoying the silence. He tried to focus on the sounds of the farmyard, the wind and the pokemon cries that filled the area. It was peaceful and made him smile slightly, but as he swept he couldn't help but feel that he was hearing something out of place, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He shrugged it off, the house was old and unused to people being in it, so it was probably just the sounds of creaky floorboards or something similar. Right now, he wanted to clean this place enough to mean that Leanna would let him fall asleep.

Eventually, having made pretty decent work of the living room and bathroom, West progressed onto cleaning the bedroom and instantly the feeling that something was off returned, stronger than before. Every couple of seconds he would hear a whining noise that seemed somewhat out of place. After a couple of seconds, he put down the broom and started following his ears, trying his best to find the source of the noise. He managed to narrow it down, believing the source to be coming from beneath the bed. He dropped to all fours, peering into the darkness under the bed, using a torch on his phone to illuminate the shadows.

Huddled in the corner was a ball of tangled, filth orange fur, trembling slightly. West was not an expert on Pokemon but he was able to recognize certain species. The Vulpix was smaller than most, and the thing looked terrified. Instantly, every ounce of spite drained away from West, as he stuck out his hand under the bed.
"Hey, it's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you." He spoke softly and calmly. It took a little coaxing, but eventually West was holding a dirty lump of matted fur in his arms. The Vulpix licked his cheek gently as West inspected the poor creature. She had a collar around her neck that read 'Cupcakes' and West assumed that she had belonged to whoever owned the farm previously, meaning that she had been alone in the area for years. It was a wonder that she was alive.

West carried the pokemon back through to the kitchen, the resentment he had felt towards Leanna had been forgotten in the urgency of the situation.
"Hey, I found her in the bedroom." He said, getting Leanna's attention "She looks like she's been here for a while. You're a trainer, have you got anything that might help?"