First Snap

My hood snapped tight, and suddenly I gasped—I could actually breathe! Panic flared instantly. I swung my stubby flipper forward, smacking straight into the hard wooden surface beneath my feet. Thump! Wait... I moved. I really moved! I rattled the little metal chain links locked tight across my collar, testing every single click. The hard wood echoed back. I planted both feet firmly and held my ground right there.