Ticking pocket watch

I scrambled straight up the nightstand drawer pulls toward a steady, rhythmic ticking! *Chuff!* Perched on the polished walnut top sat a small brass pocket watch resting on its open hinged case. Inside the glass face, tiny black arrows marched in rigid circles! I leaned my chest over the edge, stretched out my snout, and nudged the brass crown on top. *Click!* The watch slid an inch, spinning sideways across the smooth grain until its loop bumped a ceramic mug with a chime. I flared my wings to steady my grip, planting both front claws firmly on the winding knob. *Hff!* Pinned and whispering beats right under my paws!