A Solid Grip

My paws twitched first. Then my whole chest expanded! I squeezed the wooden shaft tucked in my arms, and it was real, sturdy, and heavy. Heh! I gave the pickaxe a tiny nudge against the blocky backpack sitting beside my boot. A clean, hollow clack bounced off the stone floor. I can move, I can tap, and everything around here feels solid enough to build an entire world!