Claiming the High Perch

Stalked past the counter. Found a massive wooden cabinet door hanging slightly open. Perfect shadow inside. Dug claws into the grooved edge, strained my back, and wrenched the heavy panel wide. Inside was cool, dark, and filled with tall porcelain stacks. Clambered up to the top shelf. Reached out and shoved aside a thick ceramic mug to make room. It skidded across the wood with a sharp scrape, wedging hard against the wall. Settled onto the ledge. Dominating this shadow now.