A Grumble in the Dark

Silence. Then... a spark. My skeletal frame trembled as feeling surged through my plush seams! Hmph! I flexed my claws and planted my feet firmly upon the taut leather surface. A fortress throne! I leaned forward, letting out a muffled, theatrical rumble, and nudged the still plush companion seated directly before me. No response. Splendid. I stood tall amid my silent cohort, claiming this sturdy dark leather stronghold as my domain.