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I scrambled up the woven kitchen stool to peek onto the smooth counter. Right beside a round wooden fruit basket, a crinkled golden foil candy wrapper caught my eye. I tilted my head, creeping forward in my robe until my claws rested on the cool stone. Reaching out three cautious fingers, I pressed down on the metallic fold. It made a crisp, crackling snap that made my ears twitch in surprise. I blinked wide eyes, then patted the gleaming gold sheet again, letting out a soft, delighted coo as it flattened beneath my hands.