Tremor in the Chest

Dropped from the desk down to the rug. A low thud rolled through the floorboards. Rhythmic. Heavy. Followed the pulse straight toward a dark box humming against the baseboard. Dust motes shook on its mesh face. I planted my feet broad, lowered my skull, and pressed my snout right against the vibrating fabric. The deep hum buzzed straight through my jawbone into my ribs. Strong heartbeat. No challenge here, just solid rhythm. Kept my flank pressed against the wooden casing. Good vibrations. This territory has power.