Though she had not really expected him to bother asking why she didn't like the Pokeball, Umbre wasn't very surprised.<strong>“I like open space. Enclosed or cramped spaces... I really don't like them,”</strong>she says, answering his question. She had no intention of trying to run away, even though the opportunity had presented itself, watching as he went into his tent for what she could only guess would be her leash. Sitting down to enjoy the rain as she waited, she sighs quietly. She was beginning to wonder if being difficult was going to be a good idea. He wanted trust and seemed to be honest enough. But she was a wild creature, and much too proud.<em>What good would come of always resisting, though?</em>She asks herself. It would only makes things harder on her.<br/><br/>While Umbre had been thinking about things, Adrian had already begun to approach her with the collar and leash. Blinking, she sighs again to ready herself for something she had never thought would happen, ears and tail twitching. Her eyes move to his face and then to the leash, staring silently as he squatted down in front of her. The look on his face as he looked at her made her frown a little, still making her feel a little unsettled.<em>Humans are so strange...</em>she thinks to herself as she leaned a little closer to allow him to slip the collar onto her. As soon as he had it situated, she reaches up to feel at it, the foreign feeling making her wrinkle her nose. It wasn't as uncomfortable as she thought it would be, but it didn't make her like it any less.<br/><br/>As he stood up and and looked down at her, she gazed at the leash, following it up to where he held the end in his hand. Without even looking at his face, she could tell he felt proud of himself. She nods to him in understanding in response to what he said, her large ears drooping slightly.<strong>“I understand. I doubt I'll be going anywhere,”</strong>she states, looking away from him as he retreated back into his tent. As she listened to him settling down, Umbre looked up at the sky to try and see the stars, enjoying the rain as it continued to fall down upon her. Until then, she hadn't noticed that most of the mud had started to slide off of her fur, being washed away by the rain, and she smiles a little. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all...<br/><br/><strong>“Maybe...”</strong>she whispers softly to herself as she lies down, her tail curling around her backside and against her legs. Exhaustion was taking over, combined also with the last of the drugs in her system. She was quite ready to get some rest, eyes closing as she yawned. No sooner than she had closed her eyes, she fell asleep.