Umbre had a dream while she was knocked out, or at least what she thought to be a dream...<br/><br/><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 0.7em;"><strong>She was running through the darkness, her element, but she was panicked and scared. Running as fast as she could away from some unknown threat and not knowing where she was going. She couldn't see anything around her at all; everything was black. But she could feel these invisible waves, rocking against her body and trying to push her over, to stop her from running any further. It felt as if something was tugging her from side to side in an effort to make her dizzy or disoriented. Finally, she lost her balance and fell.</strong></span></em><br/><br/>Until she opened her eyes... She was in for a surprise.<br/><br/>When she did open her eyes, everything swam before her and she blinked several times to focus her vision, her head down. Her head pounded and she felt slightly nauseous as she sat there. Her left leg was raised and bent at the knee and the other in the exact position, only to the side, with the side of her thigh against the ground. Her right front paw was supporting her body and her left raises to rub at her face. For Adrian, it would be the perfect, erotic view of her lithe form. But she had not yet figured out what was going on or where she was, so it didn't bother her. Then she heard a voice. A male voice. And she freezes instantly.<br/><br/><strong><em>"Adrian Fowl, your new owner."<br/></em></strong><br/>As her paw drops away from her face, she stared with wide eyes at the Trainer who stood not far from her. It took her several moments before his words seemed to want to sink into her brain, and she blinks in disbelief.<em>She had been caught?!</em><strong>“My...owner...?”</strong>she says, trying to control her scattered and still sluggish thoughts. Her gaze flickered to the ball he held in his hand and she frowned at it, until she realized what it was... Her new home.<br/><br/><strong>“This can't be...”</strong>she whispers, her voice sounding different and far away, even to herself as she tried to remember what had happened. How it had happened. This all had to be just a bad dream. When she realized the position she was in, Umbre quickly attempts to get to her feet, finding too late that it was a big mistake. She collapsed onto the ground with a soft groan, holding her head. Even for a bad dream, there couldn't possibly be any way that there was this much pain and disorientation. But in the back of her mind, a small voice kept repeating:<em>It's real, Umbre. This is your new destiny...</em>