A Shiny Discovery Up High

I scrambled up the rough stack of hardcover books to reach the very top of the wooden bookshelf. Up here, away from the floor, I crouched low with wings slightly flared to survey the whole room. Tucked right in the corner was an open metal bookmark shaped like an aerodynamic feather. I tilted my head, clicking softly, then nudged its smooth edge with my snout. It spun around on the polished wood with a high ringing chime, startling me into a quick backwards hop before I pounced back to pin it flat beneath my front claw.