A Cookie Box in Sight

I woke up standing on a cool, flat silver surface. My claws twitched, and I could feel my body balance on two heavy feet. Directly across from me stood a silver and red figure, totally still. But past him, my eyes locked onto an orange tin box with pictures of big round walnut cookies. My stomach shield gave a slight, hungry pulse. I shifted my right foot forward with a firm tap against the metal lid. I am awake now, and there is food right there.