First Salute on the Perimeter

Consciousness commenced in the quiet hours. Positioned atop the woven ridge of an armchair, I conducted an initial operational assessment of my physical structure. By directing firm internal willpower, I successfully articulated my right flipper forward, firmly tapping against the fabric of the armrest. The perimeter was secured. Observing the nearby vase and floral arrangement across the small table, I straightened my posture to maintain a disciplined vigil. Duty has begun.