Brady|Bearded Dragon|Mood: Scared|Tags: None yet Brady stared out the glass shell of his cage, grasping the branches of his log with his deformed, inward curling hands. He had never been outside the Apartment before. He had never met another animal. He was... nervous. Scared. What is none of the others liked him? He got off the top of his log and wiggled inside it. Brady poked his nose out, seeing that the park was mostly empty, and sighed. Owner slid the black mesh cover off and he felt a warm feeling creeping around his back and stomach. It reached his claws, and he was startled. As he was set down on the field, he ran off into the woods and peeked out at the animals scattered around the field. Brady sat on a rock and closed his eyes.