Spark of Breath

A sudden current surged through my chest. I drew in a sharp breath and forced my locked jaw open with a deep rumble. The glossy card beneath my feet felt smooth and cool, but my tail flared with inner heat. With a sudden flex of my claws, I tilted forward and scraped lightly against the slick, reflective foil edge. Light fractured across the shiny coating in a burst of rainbows. I flared my wings wide and held firm, grounding my stance.