A Leap to the Ridge

Whoa—my joints just clicked, and I actually moved! One second I was hovering in mid-air, and the next, my tiny plastic hand nudged free. I leaned forward, aimed straight for that giant mountain of fluffy white ridges, and landed right on the soft fabric edge. Talk about prime real estate! I gripped the fuzzy texture with my curved hand, took a quick look across the room, and settled into the groove. Not bad for a first jump.