I look out the cage to the sight of a large white scaled snout. Several fingers were poking me, but, it was all part and parcel of being prey. I got up and smiled and the creature, not being able to see much more than a snout and some fingers...the cage didn't let me see much, as there was cage on cage beside cage, and I the view through trying to look through several cages was barely descriptive and sometimes deceiving.<br/><br/>I rested my arms on the bars of the cage and smiled, looking up to see my decided pred eye to eye, "I like to keep myself hidden in my cage, trying to remain unnoticed. But congratulations, you caught me, and you may have your reward." I wouldn't necessarily struggle, but, it sometimes provides me with entertainment, and, sometimes entertains the pred as well.