ooc: Just for clarification, it's jimson weed, Datura stramonium. =P There are a lot of different 'moonflowers' out there...
As her deft claws plucked the spiky leaves, Colibri recalled one unique property of the weed -- it was hallucinogenic. It would be absolutely perfect as a weapon of self-defense; force the pouch of leaves down her assailant's throat, and they would be trapped in a delirious state, unable to discern their fantasy from reality. She might be small and weak, but this would give her a fighting chance should anyone try to capture or break her again. Killing did not come naturally to her, but fear did, and fear always won out. Her fear had driven her to end several lives, and it could easily push her that far again.
A slight shiver chased down her spine, causing the fine hackles on the nape of her neck to rise. She hadn't heard anything, but it was the unmistakeably eerie sensation that she was being watched. Coli swallowed, growing tense. Had she been followed? She had been moving swiftly, it was possible she had attracted attention. Her bobtail flicked anxiously as she weighed her options. It could simply be paranoia, after all; no need to make a mad dash for the stream.
"...Is someone there?" she finally whispered, ears straining for any kind of response. If it was something harmless like an owl, perhaps it would stir at the sound of her voice. And if she was being hunted... the next sound would be the ambush.