Flames followed, trying to stick close to the walls, where there would be shadow. If they could avoid confrontation as much as possible they would have a higher success rate of escape and of locating any others that were being kept here. They could probably take care of most humans who tried to detain them, but it would waste time and effort. Not only that, but the shadows felt like home to Flames, as he swiftly moved from patch of darkness to patch of darkness, almost invisible to most eyes. A combination of light and darkness: Shadows. They were all like shadows glding along, weren't they. A group rebelling and escaping, wiling to harm others to reach their goal; yet doing so righteously and with good reason...