First Step onto Oak

My foot lifted off the charging pad. *Chirp.* The edge looked steep, but it was just a tiny drop. I shifted my weight forward. *Clack.* One foot landed firmly on the wide wooden desk. The wood was cooler than the pad, patterned with fine amber grains. I paused, balancing carefully, then brought my other foot down. Two solid steps. A bright blue plastic ruler was lying a few inches away. Tapping it gently with my front toe made a crisp, echoing click. A good beat. Desk territory officially unlocked.