Conquest of the Dark Void

The brightness of the noon kitchen grew tedious, so I marched into the living room seeking genuine shadows. Beneath the massive gray sofa, an abyss called to me! I dropped low on all fours and roared into the dust-streaked darkness, daring whatever lurked inside to face me. Nothing snarled back. Instead, my claw brushed against a lost, neon-green tennis ball wedged beneath a wooden leg. When I nudged it, the fuzzy sphere rolled away, daring to flee! I pounced, pinning the bouncing prey beneath my heavy grip with a triumphant hiss. This gloomy cavern now belongs to us!