A soft groan, a slight twitch. One of her tails moved. The Vulpix slowly regained consciousness. She sat, looking shaky and still rather out of it, especially after that horrid encounter with that Umbre- Wait... Her eyes went wide. "Where am I?" She glanced around... this was that campsite... Memories came flooding back to her now, the Darkling had tackled her and rendered her unconscious with a point-blank Dark Pulse. That trainer must have taken advantage of that.<br/><br/>Her confused look shifted to one of anger and frustration. There was absolutely *no* way she was going to stand for this! She would *not* be a slave to some perverted human... Still woozy, she didn't stand, but it was obvious to all that she was *not* in a happy mood.