Since waking several hours earlier, Umbre had felt a change, starting with her late waking. It was unusual and quite unsettling. She kept to a pretty set schedule. Though at the current time she was plenty preoccupied, thinking about out of the way things such as the mud and her choice of residence. She was normally much more cautious, too, keeping low in the grass to reduce the chance of being seen. But everything was so odd right now that she hardly thought of her own safety.<br/><br/>A sound catches her attention and she stops abruptly, ears twitching to try and detect where the noise came from, her eyes wide as she peered almost effortlessly into the darkness and rain. Her muscles had tensed instantly in expectation of having to fight. Or flee, if need be. That's when she felt the sting  of something against her flesh. She growls and looks down to where she felt the sensation, but saw nothing, until a small glint on the ground caught her attention.<br/><br/>With a frown of sorts, she leans down to look at it. Upon noticing that it was human made, her eyes widen and she quickly takes a step back, heart hammering quickly now inside her chest. The dart, surprisingly, had not punctured the skin underneath her dark fur, with some help from her tensed muscles. With a hasty glance around the area, she turns quickly to flee, her mind racing through every possible place she could hide in the immediate area. There was the forest, taller grass, other small caves... The last thing she wanted to do was inadvertently invite a human, much less what appeared to be a Trainer or collector, to where she lived. That screamed clearly of disaster.<br/><br/>Most of the places where about the same distance away. Though, in her haste, she was sure she could most likely evade capture and successfully hide until it was safe to return to her home. That had been her first, and very lucky, encounter with darts. Now all she had to do was get away safely. But if she happened to get caught, at least she would've given the human a run for his money. But only if the Trainer was a serious one and decided to track her down. She<em>definitely</em>wasn't going to make this easy, by any means, if that was the case.<br/><br/>But as Umbre turned and started to run off, her feet slipped in the mud and she fell in a heap. Now she was not only covered in filth, but prone to attack and quickly becoming panicked.<em>Oh no. No, no, no. Get up!</em>She screams to herself inside her head. She crawls several paces and pushes herself up to start running, trying to keep her footing in the slippery mud. Pure determination fueled with her strong desire to save herself helped her move quickly away from the area. Although, she was not safe just yet. Now came the task of successfully evading the Trainer.