With another growl, Umbre began to lunge towards Adrian, strong legs pushing her upward quickly. The next thing she knew, however, was that she was inside a Pokeball. With her frustration and anger still building, she kicks and fights against the small, confined space. This was just as futile as trying to get her collar off several minutes ago, but she<em>really</em>hated enclosed spaces. Though it didn't stop her from trying. She then felt herself being called back out again, disorientation made her hesitate; she still wasn't used to being called in and out of the Pokeball.<br/><br/>In the cloud of confusion, she could feel something wrapping around her arms as they were pulled tight behind her back. Jerking around, she tries to free her arms, the disorientation quickly fading and clearing her mind. Growling loudly, she continues to jerk around in her failing attempts to free her arms, wincing as she pulled the wrong way. She was hardly aware of Adrian speaking to her, not that she really would've bothered to listen anyhow. But her every instinct was in high gear.<br/><br/>When Adrian forced her down to her knees in front of him, Umbre struggled about to try and avoid it. Her breathing was fast and erratic and her eyes were narrowed and a deep red hue, instead of their usual light pinkish-red color. She answers his question, without hesitation, with a loud feral growl, showing she wasn't going to cooperate. If it came down to her attacking him...then that is what would happen. Whatever she did from this point on was purely instinctive, in an effort to 'save' herself. It was the wildness in her. He was going to need all the luck he could get in training her and getting her to learn to obey. Especially after this...