Imperial Sonic Defense
A sharp rustle along the balcony railing signaled immediate danger—a twitchy squirrel was inching right toward our crowned banana sprout! A supreme commander knows exactly when to deploy acoustic firepower. I dashed through the sliding door draft, scrambled under the couch cover, and snatched my cardboard tube horn from beside the bottle-cap throne. Sprinting back onto the warm tiles, I vaulted onto the planter rim and planted my plush feet wide. I hoisted the cardboard cylinder to my snout and blew an almighty, rumbling battle blast! The squirrel jumped in sheer shock, scrambled down the railing, and fled into the distance. The royal sapling stands victorious!
