A Glowing Lantern Bastion

Bwahaha! Night fell over the brick terrace, but retreat indoors was out of the question! Down beneath the stout legs of the patio table, I discovered a heavy black metal lantern resting right upon the cold pavers. Its glass panels guarded a fat, battery-powered candle, dormant and dim. Sneak around it? Never! I stomped right up to its base, braced my claws against the cold iron rim, and flipped the chunky switch with a determined shove. A deep golden radiance burst through the glass, bathing my claws in warm amber light! I leaned back against the wrought-iron table leg, arms crossed over my shell, claiming the entire glowing perimeter!