Clarity was embarrassed. Embarrassed that she let herself get beaten up by a bunch of mice. Embarrassed that she let herself be found by the townsfolk so easily. And most of all, she was embarrassed that she let herself get bossed around by a couple of guild chumps. That was a stupid mistake and something she couldn't allow to happen again. Clarity was angling herself towards Mist Mountain, using her tail as a sort of rudder and heading back to her concealed cave when the thought of that lucario popped into her head. 

She didn't know what compelled her to ask Zephyr's name, nor what compelled her to tell Zephyr hers. But if there was one thing she wanted to do, it was to take that guy on in a battle. He looked like a tough customer. She felt the need to test her own strength... so why not? Maybe she'd find out for herself exactly how tough townsfolk were.She was mulling the idea over in her head over as she descended into the hidden entrance of her cavern, out of the brightness of the outside and into the more comfortable darkness. Clarity decided that if she wanted to take this Lucario on in a battle... first she would need to get some rest. She grabbed on to the ceiling with her talons, very gingerly in the case of her injured ankle, and fell asleep, waiting for night so that she can make her move.